Hot Wheels

“Come on, talk to me.” I said this as I lovingly ran both of my hands over his arm. He reclined on our bed with a stoic gaze. “Maybe it wasn’t true. Maybe I was just imagining it all. Maybe everything was fine.” I thought. “One thing I know about both of us is that we’ve always been able to communicate.” I could feel each hair on his arm standing on end as my fingertips grazed his forearm and finally rested at his wrist. “It’s really not a big deal,” I said. But it was a huge deal. “You…

We’ve all seen friends and families who have been in a controlling relationship and we all have tried to say something to them about or at least tried to help them leave the relationship or try to help them seek out advice to fix the relationship? “Breathing Underwater” tells a story of boy who controls his girlfriend in many different ways and even hits her. Controlling relationships deal damage on both people involved with it and sometimes the friends and families caught in the crossfire of it…

A goal is a desired result that people want to achieve successfully. Everyone has many goals to accomplish in their life. Goals can be differed in various ways, such as personal, professional, societal and etc. Without goals, the life is aimless and wasted. Goals can be categorized by role. My personal goal is learning how to mush with sled dogs. Besides my personal goal, improving skills in the career as my professional goal. And, my societal goal is having a full-time job by a certain age. I…

“Rummy”, she would yell, all of us laughed until our insides hurt. My mom looked at me with shock. “How can a she beat us at Rummy?”, mom would say over the sound of laughter. I always looked forward to the nights spent at Grannys. She was a firecracker that loved cards. Oh, if you went to Wendover without her you were in for an ear full. You'd never guess by looking at her that she loved to gamble. Looks are deceitful though, her snow white hair and fragile skin did not accurately depict her…

"Okay my love, I will see you tonight," he said. He pulled me close once more, and sealed our parting with another kiss. I then watched him venture outside of the penthouse. After Sebastian departure, I felt at that moment, I was Julie Andrews from the "Sound of Music". I felt sinfully happy, as my emotions had me collapsing back onto the sofa, going through fits of laughter. When I recovered, I called the girls up. I want to dish about Sebastian, and those beautiful words he uttered to me last…

gathered up my clothes before making my way into my bathroom to clean myself up, I turned on the water, waiting for it to heat up. I stepped in the shower sitting on the floor, bringing my knees to my chest and wrapping my arms around them, letting the hot water cascade down my body while letting silent tears run down my face. After a while the water went cold so I shut it off, stepped out, and dried off, I then put my hair in a messy bun, putting on a bra, underwear, my dad's hoodie, and…

“Hello?” “Hey Maddie,” there was a slight awkward pause, “I have some bad news.” “Okay.. What is it?” said Maddie as she stiffened. “Umm... Wyatt...” Quiet sobs filled the room, Madison could barely talk, “What happened?” “The plane he was in... It was shot down. I'm sorry Maddie, but Wyatt is dead.” Maddie could already feel the heat rising into her cheeks, as salty drops of water started to pour out of her beautiful blue eyes. It was only seven months ago that she had said…

An experience of mine that changed my life, was in 6th grade. At the time I only did baseball, football, and wrestling. Then one day I went on YouTube just to watch whatever I found. I ended up coming upon an inspirational video of what was like athletes and how they push themselves type video. How they power through stuff that hurts and makes them want to quit but they keep pushing even though. It’s not a easy smooth road either, it is rough and isn’t for everyone. That hit me like getting…

Michael didn’t always enjoy working at the coffee shop. Costumers could be absolute dicks and pay could be better. One thing he absolutely liked about the job was messing with Ana. Ana was short- topping out at 5’ 3”. His short coworker refused to accept her height, often trying to reach plates or cups in high places. She usually resorted to climbing on counter tops to achieve her goal. Michael- who was at least a head and a half taller than her- would tease her about it and show off by grabbing…

I might never get laid.” My eyes meet hers and stay there. “Kiera, I wouldn’t disrupt you if it wasn’t serious. But he knows something about Andrew, and he’s been avoiding telling me.” Understanding that this is more important than lust, sex, and hot men with eight packs, she mouths “Oh” and lets me…