Stop Calling Me

was changed. I was so amped to go to school that day, I rushed down stair grabbed my black and red backpack and ran for the bus stop. While I was running I heard my sister scream“Wait, Rocky, your paper!”. She caught up to me and handed me the paper, huffing and puffing, she said “ How could you forget the paper you worked so hard on, and who in the world runs to a bus stop on a snowy, february morning?”. That paper, three paragraphs, nine sentences, on a page of wide ruled paper and about the…

” Wednesday came, and a sigh of relief and gratefulness passed when an announcement was made 9th period. The speakers blared, “For those who are concerned, East Mountain Road’s construction has been concluded.” “Yes! The announcement was meant for me,” Deeya rejoiced. Even if Gina goes a different way, Deeya would come home near the same time. Not to mention Gina becomes perfect in one and only one route. She needed to be resolute to follow the map, instead of hesitant at every…

I am sitting in a sheltered bus stop near Hitchcock hall, a place where students are walking to class or waiting for bus. From where I am sitting, I could hear the chatters of peers, the beeping sound from the traffic light and the sound of vehicle’s engine. I was the first one to sit on the benches provided in the sheltered bus stop while some of my peers were standing near the marked sign. When another person came in to sit too, he did not sit right next to me, instead he sat at the other end…

•Salvage of Hue• Domonick.Christoff •Chapter 1• South Vietnam, Hue Mar.3.1968 The time was 1:43 P.M. The day was nice and Sunny. The Radiant Sun and the Bleached Clouds were in the sky down below There is verdant Grass with Trees and people fighting. You could hear bombs ringing and the sound of soldiers Unpleasant Screams and the soaring…

Chapter one (The First Day) Armin He stood in front of the closet mirror with a slight frown. Armin wore a gray hoodie, and dark jeans, along with a pair of old tennis shoes. With hesitation he pinched his cheek between his index finger and thumb, followed by an agitated sigh. They were far too feminine, too soft, too round. His nose was small, his skin was pale. Armin didn’t want that. He didn't want this tiny, frail body. It was useless, completely useless. He was convinced that masculinity…

Rodd Point Summary Rodd Point is an inner-west suburb of Sydney that sits about 9 kilometres from the CBD. Rodd Point is on the Parramatta River and sits on Iron Cove. Mostly a suburb of relaxation and recreation, the locals enjoy a peaceful and mellow lifestyle. Even though you are just minutes away from the City, Rodd Point makes you feel miles and miles away from all the hustle and bustle. Some people work in Sydney and live in Rodd Point for the tranquil setting. Rodd Park is a popular park…

sword.” It then occurred to me that I was the floppy fish. Instead of sharpening myself to be used by God, I was being beaten, bruised, and was causing a bloody mess. This is why understanding my calling is imperative to furthering the Kingdom of God. God has given each of us a unique calling. God created me, like everyone else, with a divine design that only I can fulfill – if I’m willing to be sharpened. God doesn’t leave us to squander – he helps us discover our calling by showing us our…

behind me and some picture toward the front of the bus. I checked out the pictures after I took some. A few of the selfies that I took had the man behind me which I had not noticed while taking the pictures. It looked like he was watching me taking selfies and I felt bad. I could only imagine what he could have been thinking. Of course, it is possible that he could have just been looking that direction. I decided not to use those pictures as proof of my bus ride. The bus stopped at the first…

Los Angeles, California that would be the weirdest thing to imagine for someone who grew up around beaches and warm weather all the time. That girl was me, I just learned that I was moving from sunny California to bi-polar weather Colorado. Learning that I was moving to a completely different state was one of the hardest and weirdest things for me. During the months of September and October my parents dropped a bomb on us children saying, ¨ So we are moving to Colorado for yours father 's job…

Lying on my bedroom floor, I cried. It wasn’t one of those angry cries or stress cries, it was a cry that highlighted the hurt and pain that consumed me. I couldn’t comprehend what I did to deserve any of it, so I just cried. No one could hear me. Earlier that day in 2012, I woke up to my regular, everyday routine. From the kitchen, my mom yelled, “Wake up! It’s time to get ready for school!” Grumbling, I got out of my bed and started getting ready. It was a lovely spring morning, and I was…