We were just a couple of kids who worked in a motel in California, Barstow. The motel hadn’t altered since the 1970’s and nor did its furniture inside. Very few people came by and if they did, it was only for a night.
As for us, we were just a couple of kids who lived by the pool cleaning up after strangers in order to pay our way towards college. We hated our summer job, but it’s what kept us together.
“I want to get out of this town. I want to get out there and see something new,” Seth said as he scooped out dead insects that floated on the surface of the pool.
“We all want to leave this place,” I said rinsing the lawn chairs that surrounded the pool.
“I want to meet new people. We are meant to explore the world or else we’d all live in our own tiny island distant from people by the ocean’s waters.”
I stared at him for a second.
“Common Levi! Let’s ditch work tomorrow and drive far out this place.”
I couldn’t leave Gale behind. She was my girlfriend and we had been together for a year now. She’d get worried if I left this place by surprise.
“You can bring Gale along,” he suddenly said.
“Seth, you’re talking stupid now,” I rolled my eyes and got back to what I was doing.
He dropped what he was doing and put both hands on each side of my shoulders looking directly into my eyes.
“Let’s pretend it’s a holiday. Just this one time.”
“And how will we get there?” I asked.
“I don’t know. I’ll steal my brother’s picktruck. I’m sure he won’t mind.”
“He won’t mind if you…
I am a sister.
The day I became one was the first day I left the house without a doll in tow. When we arrived at the NICU, I immediately pressed my little nose and palms against the window and peered in with a bit of confusion. Three years old and a couple feet tall, I expected her to resemble one of my dolls, but that wasn’t the case. My doll wore dresses, not cords on her body and face. Mommy and Daddy gently rested their hands on my shoulders; exhaustion hung from their eyes.
Five days. Five days is all it took to save me from myself. Five days in an anxiety ridden place. Five days separated from the stress. Five days apart from the place that I call home.
As you know, I am not always the happiest of people. The world can seem like a dark place and I don’t always know why. You have helped me in so many ways, and I am more grateful than you know, but, as you have figured out, one day it all became too much. The stress, the anxiety, the depression… it was overbearing.…
No matter what, every single day somebody is being judged and labeled. Whether or not a person is overweight, underweight, mentally challenged, we are all being judged. Furthermore, growing up in a conservative, white, Christian family, has taught me many things about how I am expected to act, as well as which actions are acceptable or unacceptable. My culture and religious views molded me into believing that it was acceptable to judge others and be intolerant of different groups of people. In…
In my effort of finding an advertisement for my critique, I have discovered that the advertisement of the past have been more controversially filled then those of present time. The ad that I chose was one of eye rising, controversy, and outrageously extreme. The advisement of a product such as chocolate would have one thinking of pleasure, delight, pampering one’s self or a significant other, or merely a sweet memory of one’s childhood receiving an intriguing treat such as eating chocolate for…
The Stalking Dead
I was running away from the strange man who kept following me. Everywhere I went he was there. I was trying to escape him, but every turn, corner, or street, he was there.
He kept telling me “it’s time just accept it.”
As I was running away, he kept stopping in front of me. I was starting to freak out, but kept telling myself “stay calm” but that didn’t work.
When I got to my house, there he was sitting on my doorstep. Also next to him there was an hourglass tipped over.…
I won’t say my story is unlike any other. I won’t that I’ve been to the ends of the earth to fight for my honor. I can’t say that my family abandoned me on the steps of an orphanage, or that I never felt love. Those things would be the makings of a really heartwarming story. But, it wouldn’t be my own. Despite never experiencing those things, I am no longer ashamed or scared of what I can say, I’ve seen seen the face of true evil.
I went into my freshman year hopeful. I was at a different…
More recently, Spencer was denied parole in 1993, 2001, and 2005, with her next chance being in 2019. Brenda Ann Spencer’s actions created a tragedy in San Diego, but what struck Bob Geldof of the Boomtown Rats as the most shocking part of the story was Spencer’s pure lack of remorse. The Boomtown Rats were a band created in 1975, and became the first Irish band to top the U.K. charts with their single “Rat Trap”. After the Cleveland Elementary shooting, Bob Geldof wrote the song “I Don’t Like…
FALLON: “Viola just called and invited me to go to her Halloween dinner, I know it is last minute but would you want to accompany me? It is a costume party, but still I think it would be fun!”
REDCROSSE: “As you may know I am not very fond of Halloween and this costume nonsense but I have nothing better to do this evening so yes, I will join you”.
(I laughed because it was very typical of him; he always gets angry when Halloween rolls around. We arrived to her house around eight and were…
wall thinking, “I swear to god it’s making fun of me if it could talk.” I could feel my brain sautéing from all the depression. The sharp agonizing pain that never went away in my lower abdomen would make me cringe and cry. It felt as if a knife grazed the inside of my muscle, then didn’t take the time to warn you as it pushed down. In all reality it was hell, fiery burning hell; every time the physical effect came along. I’d hold my side and scream “CRAMP!” to avoid anyone realizing what it…