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Growing up in a loving home is something most would typically wish for. Growing up in a loving home and feeling unworthy of that love may seem a living nightmare. From a young age I always felt as though there was something intuitively wrong, whether it was not meeting expectation or being unable to complete a task the way I perceived it should have been. There was always this impending need for more from myself, that for some reason I could never fill. That all changed when I found the one…

After the carrousel ended, old Phoebe ran up to me. I wiped the tears away fast, I didn 't want old Phoebe to see me crying. It was still raining, and I saw her shivering. I took off my red hunting hat ,and placed it on her head. “Let’s go home,” old Phoebe said. She grabbed my hand ,and took me in the direction of home, she is so damn smart, I can 't believe it. We were close to the house ,and old Phoebe said, “I hope Daddy won 't kill you,” After she said that I just kept thinking of what…

"Well what do you think?" Emily 's dad asked her, "It 's exciting to be in a new home, don 't you think?" "I guess so," started Emily "but what about all my friends, what if I don 't like it here or the other kids don 't like me?" Emily 's mom told her confidently, "Sweetheart you are an amazing girl, you know you 'll make new friends fast. Plus look at this big house, you 'll never be bored and you can have plenty of friends over with all this room." Emily wasn 't so sure of her new…

Love, Allies, and The Devil As a younger sister, which I get no choice in the matter, I have realized that I am only one thing to my older sisters, that is a servant. While life proceeds on, I am crushed by the fact that not one of my sister cares when I suddenly realize, moms pregnant. I will no longer be blamed for stealing cookies or cutting all the barbies hair off. I shall seek revenge. As a seventeen year old with three sisters, I have learned to work around certain personalities of each…

3rd grade: I was staring that club write in the eye, it was staring at me like a hawk. The contact was so loud, it sounded like a bomb, my ears rang so loud it hurt. I put my hands on my head but something was not right, instead of my fingers stopping at my forehead they went inside. I looked at my hands and they were just red, all red. My instinct was to scream, so that’s what I did, even though I didn’t feel anything. I laid down and some random guy sat on top of me and started to hold my…

If my life was a television show or a movie, the theme song I would chose would be “Shake It Off” by Taylor Swift. I chose this song because I feel like it best describes my attitude towards life and situations. The first impression I would want the audience to make about me would be that I have a happy spirit and I try to always stay positive and not let things bother me. I want people to see that although bad things can happen, it’s your attitude that gets you through and makes it better. I…

I told my messenger today: “ Bring me no more reports. Let them fly all” (5.3. 1). I am sick and tired of hearing all these reports about the rebellion army! My life is falling apart like “the sere the yellow leaf” (5.3. 27). Honor, love, obedience, troops of friends are all non-existent, instead I have the disloyal thanes, the ones that “mouth honored” me but curse me deep inside. For I am not afraid of these people because my mind and heart will never be “sag with doubt nor shake with fear” (5…

“What the hell was that for?!” I am the Evil Que- the Mayor you injudicious idiot! So stop this nonsense and explain properly. Why did Henry eat the poisoned apple turnover? It was meant for you Emma Swan. You, you were supposed to die not Henry! Oh don’t look at me as if you don’t know what you’re guilty of. Miss Swan, you interrupted my soothing life and manipulated Henry with your loyalty, blinding him from my love. As long as you were alive, Henry was never going to be mine. Allow me to…

3 The Last Supper “Would you mind setting the table for supper, Charity-” Nancy stopped mid-sentence when she saw the look on Charity 's face. The poor child has no idea of how to set a table, thought Nancy. She smiled at Charity, hoping to ease the anxiousness that was clearly visible on her face. “It 's alright, dear; I 'll show you how. I am sure you will catch on pretty quick; there’s nothing to it.” When they had gotten everything ready and on the table, Nancy went to the door and called…

I Believe That People Can Change Us “Don’t be so scared, let’s go”, he said. One day we all find a person that comes to ours life, and changes it. That person moves us to the next level in life. He or she bring new colors to our life and make us happy. The best memories are with that person and we always remember about them. One day I got a message from an unknown guy. His message was calm and with some secret. When I read it, a smile appeared on my face. I never answered to…