Live My Life

South Carolina to be closer to my mom. My son Charlie loves the thought of moving because we finally will be out of the country and next to neighbors. The neighbor to the left is very inviting, maybe too inviting. She came over and brought us a pie and offered us to come over for dinner, but I made up some excuse to not have to go. I'm not a very friendly person. Charlie told me that I was very rude. The next evening I calmly walked over to Sars house. I apologized for my selfish acts and…

pregnant, I didn’t know what to do. I was scared to tell the father of my baby, but more terrified to tell my parents. I had plans for my future that did not involve having a baby. This is my experience of being in school and pregnant. First I thought it was just the flu, but this flu was nothing like I had ever experienced before. When I was at work one day, I decided I wanted to eat hot Cheetos so I did. Once I was done eating, my stomach started to feel funny and I felt like I was going to…

wouldn 't look into my eyes, I 'm not sure he has the whole time I 've been here. "What do you mean? You can 't just stop loving me!" I let out a nervous laugh, my hands were starting to shake and I could feel the tears in my eyes. "You can 't just throw three years away!" I screamed, anger taking over me. "Clara, things change! I 'm sorry but I just can 't anymore!" He yelled back at me, finally looking up at me as tears swam in my eyes and ran down my cheeks. I pressed my lips together and…

I think that my dorm room is a representation of my front-stage behavior. This is the case because although it is my room, I share it with a friend, and although it is our room, we often have other people in it with us. Dorm rooms are a space in which friends can gather for a party, to study together, or even to watch this week’s episode of Grey’s Anatomy. It is more of a public space than a private space in which I can be alone. I keep my dorm room in a manner in which I would publically…

The Big Sleep is an interesting novel by Raymond Chandler with many twists and turns throughout the entire plot, with an abrupt plot twist at the very end. The story is set in the in Los Angeles, California in the 1930s, from the point of view of Philip Marlowe, the protagonist. The basic plot of the entire story starts when a private detective, Philip Marlowe, gets hired by a wealthy man, General Sternwood, for a job, which involves the blackmailing of one of his two daughters, Vivian Regan.…

PERFORMANCE TASK: Narrative I’m sitting in my office in my pajamas as I get a phone call on my cell phone. I had just gotten a new one so the contact didn’t pop up. Who might this be? I think to myself. I click on the answer button. I began to speak, “Hello it’s Bryland. Who is this?” “This is the school. Bailey passed out during class, we need you down here immediately!” The lady says sounding very freaked out. “I’ll be there as soon as possible!” I pulled my long black hair out of a bun while…

My hands shook furiously as Keith Shadis paced up and down around the other cadets. Chest pounding at what felt like 1000 beats a minute, I prayed that Shadis wouldn't come close to me. After seeing the way he had already interagated potato girl I don't think I would be able to handle talking to him. "Hey calm down. It's gonna be okay," I heard a voice whisper to me. I whipped my head around to see that Zoe was standing there. She was standing tall and confidently, unlike myself who was still…

Chapter 1 ♡ The Princess of Audacity My eyes flutter open and I immediately shut them again wishing myself back into a dream. Even though I can’t remember what I was dreaming about exactly, I know that any dream good or bad would be better than my real life. I can hear the soft whisper of voices behind my door and know that if I don’t get up now on my own, I’ll be woken up in a matter of minutes. I slowly sit up and let out a sigh. The stale air circulating through my room has a cold bite to…

A swarm of bees took flight in my stomach. Although the roar of the crowd was audible from backstage, I moved around attempting to hear the fulfilling clank of the beads that attached to my cornrow braids. I felt skeptical about everything around me as this was more than ever I dreamed of in the twenty-five years of my life. I mustered the courage to peer behind the curtains only to find multitudinous copies of my book being held by people whom I’d never met before. The same words of “The fear…

their inevitable fate. Obviously, some would argue that an eternity of burning in hellfire is a lot worse than an eternity of sharing circle-related anxiety, but those people have probably spent very little time in a sharing circle. A big part of my hatred for these circles…