So Many Tears

moving to a new neighborhood, so she travels with them to their new house, and looks in awe at the hanging chandeliers and large rooms. But it wasn't right. It wasn't home. It didn't have her haphazard paintings on the walls. It didn't have stars stuck onto the ceilings, lighting up her nights until she fell into a peaceful slumber. It was empty. But her parents say, oh Agatha, this will be our new house! Isn't it pretty?It will be wonderful, and you'll have many many nice new friends, and…

Many people may agree that emotions are what makes a person human. How someone feels is impacted by a particular situation at that exact moment. Emotions may include anger, fear, happiness, or sadness. The latter of which is one of the most powerful emotion, and it show a person in their most vulnerable state. Crying is how a person release the pent up sadness within themselves. Kinds of crying can be classifies according to the intensity: The silent teardrops, The hiccupping sobs, and The…

I never once believed that we would be friends, and now sitting here writing as tears flow down my face. I wish I had more time, more memories to make. I know it 's going to hurt, and I am probably going to continue to cry. Some people you meet could be a total coincidence and others it may be fate. People come and go, some making an…

community college,” – Anonymous. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as I cried myself to sleep at three o’clock in the afternoon. I was in the capital of Texas going to one of the best universities in the country for free, but something wasn’t right. I spent nights trying to figure out what to do with my life now that I realized I didn’t belong in Austin. Fast forward 6 months and I was living in Victoria, going to Victoria College, and having the time of my life. So, what happened? How did I go…

a word is spoken but there is so much noise. The noise of the river 10 feet away, the warm breeze running through the trees and underbrush,…

Wiggins, but now only small talk was our only source of communication. Her white pale face shined a bright, red blush as her rich blonde hair stood still. I could not tell what was going on her head. I had never seen anyone so reserved yet so worried about something, other than in the death bed of my grandmother, seeing her life pass through my eyes. On the outside, she looked calm as a weary cat curled up at the fireplace, but I could tell something was bugging her. Until a few…

grade, I know what it is like to have a health scare, so I know that the way the doctor communicates to the patient is a key element in the treatment processes. Every night, before I go to bed, I pray to God for my family, my dogs, and my future. However, this particular night was different. After I prayed, I felt a pain in my chest. I found the most frightening of my life. My heart sank, and I felt light headed. My eyes filled up with tears, and my throat closed up, preventing me from…

food, and mama was overwhelmingly happy. My mother was born in the 70s so, Rhythm and Blues or Motown sound as described by Jean Ferris; the author of America’s Musical Landscape (pg.278) was her era. My grandmother was very religious and since Motown did not curse or use the Lord’s name in vain my mom listened to the music habitually. My mother acted as if she was obligated to support anything Michael…

emotion she was trying to hide. My mom, for a long time after Nani passed away, was “not the same for awhile”, and was “a lot more quiet” than she usually was. She became more forgetful and seemed to be missing something. Because of my family 's faith, many of them including my brother and my mom have turned to God to seek comfort after Nani’s passing, consoled by the belief that she is currently in heaven. For me personally this was one of the most painful experiences I have ever been through…

Mixed Emotions The Story of an Hour is a short story written by Kate Chopin that illustrates the unusual, negative, and secretive side of a marriage that is unknown to the rest of the characters in the narrative. Chopin uses many different kinds of literary devices in this short story in order to portray the confinement, freedom, and hope that death brings about for Mrs. Louise Mallard, the main character. The story focuses on the way Mrs. Mallard handles and copes with the breaking news of her…