Crying

All of the figures in the composition are within close proximity of one another. The composition of the entire painting itself is tight, and there is only a little negative space located above the heads of the figures. St. John the Evangelist’s robe and Christ’s legs extend past the borders of the composition. When looking upon the painting, the tight composition and the extension of the robe and Christ’s legs enhance the size and scale of the figures in the painting, creating a sense of…

looked at me " so where did you find him baekhyun? Who are you and were did you come from." She asked me with a smile. Then I began to tell her how on my way to my new school I fell asleep on the bus and woke up in some unknown place. I broke down crying again but this time baekhyun held my had the whole time. And come to find out at this is actually the school I go to and I was even in the same class as baekhyun. He stay by me the whole day and made sure I was okay. Was just amazing help in…

swift, startling motion, he was pushed back. I gasped sharply, trying hard not to cry as he hit the deck. In the distance, I could hear a man scream, "Lower Boayt 10!" We slowly began to decend into the water. I couldn't help but reach to the sky, crying and beggging, praying to raise us and grab him before I lost him again. Sadly, it would never happen. I had lost him forever. Our boat hit the water with a large splash, send the icey, black water all over us. A chill ran down my spine. I…

to school again!!! When I tried to reason with her she didn’t even speak, she just stared into the distance with such a sad expression that I caved in and said that I’d go. Then, when I got home from school and walked into the kitchen I saw Mama crying. I rushed to her and asked what was wrong and at first she wouldn’t tell me but then she said in a sad, defeated voice- “Yellow Fever!!!! My baby Lacy has YELLOW FEVER!!!!!” She screamed the last part. I almost burst into tears just seeing Mama…

Have you ever cried over something because it’s over? Think about it, many people spend enormous amount of their time crying over things because they lost something or it's not there anymore, but do people ever think about smiling because it happened? Frequently, people you talk to nowadays will complain about relationships ending, TV shows ending, friendships denouement, but not one person will say I’m happy because it was once mine. As Dr. Seuss once said, “Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile…

her from the beginning. I remembered the first time I skip school with her, and the time I got my ears pierced by her. I also remember the time I say goodbye and I hug her crying and it felt like dead memories. I went to my bed after telling my mom what happened and I cried again, hugging my pillow. Suddenly after hours of crying I felt sleep. Next day I decided to check her Facebook, there were a lot of people posting in her Facebook account. Some that didn’t even talk to Itzayana, some that…

Before humanity’s reign, there were Animus that created the universe: the chaos, the love, everything in your life. Tenellebria, Animus of Darkness, and Luxanious, Animus of Light were the two guardians who were formless and whatever one preferred them to be. They lived peacefully inside their homes, roaming the universe when needed. Tenellebria understood what pain was, unlike Luxanious, who thought more of what happened than what could be. Luxanious definitely lived in the moment and saw…

Trauma vs Valuable Life Experience I remember a time when I had to listen to my mom beg for my life and her own. It started one day in the early afternoon around 1 o’clock. My bedroom frigid and relaxing from the air conditioning, as I laid there listening to the movie, “Mac and Devin go to High school.” All while texting my friend Kayla about what time I was going to go over to her house that weekend. “This might be the start of a really great week, it’s going so well and I can’t wait to see…

17th, 2014 when my mom walked into my room and told me the news. I can still imagine the creak my old wooden door made as she peaked into the room with teary eyes. “Megan…he’s dead.” After that moment things get fuzzy. I’m not sure if I had started crying right away or if I just sat there for a moment to let everything sink it. I didn’t speak. I didn’t make a sound. I can remember my mom taking my book and hugging me tightly while she cried. When I ask her about this moment she says I didn’t…

Farewell My Love My face was blank with no expression, as my fellow classmates cried their eyes out. Hugging and kissing went on simultaneously while others waved goodbye through the windows of the crowded, filthy bus. I felt no emotion other than the warm, silky, hands of Amy who sat beside me on our ride home. “Idiots aren’t they… huh?” Amy smirked faintly. “Totally who would cry about such a thing,” I snickered. “ Why can’t they understand that high school starts only in a few months and…