Tears for Fears

to I remembered he liked the pink and white bloomed laurel. As I rushed to the laurel a cool icy stroke of breeze hit me. Then I saw the yellow bright sun setting and the blue and pink sky. I saw a shadow and ran to it. My face lit up and tears came down as I saw him sleeping on top of a maple tree. He was on a branch holding the white gloves. Then I asked myself “why? Why was he holding the gloves?…

The life we live is like an open sea. At times, it hurls violent waves on us, completely throwing us off our tracks. Usually, the only way to recover from the blows that constantly blind us as we journey along is to fight with our strongest will possible. I have lived the kind of life I consider extraordinary. My father use to assault my mother and when I was a young girl. On almost a daily basis, he would send me to my room, lock me in there and abuse my mother. She was never the type to fight…

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…

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…

Dozens of players, all filled with the same sinking feeling. I looked around, and through tears of my own, saw my brothers, my family, my friends, all sobbing like children. Some just collapsed on the ground. Other cursed, some much louder than others. Parents in the stands cried, coaches cried, even the trainers cried. Our quarterback does an interview, answering questions while choking back his tears. Some kids went straight back to the locker room. I stayed on the field for another 15 minutes…

After we left the emergency room we went home, leaving my mother and Amy behind to help my Papa Jack as they waited until late that night for a real hospital room to open up. Finally one opened up around 9 o’clock that night. The next day they spent the day at the hospital with Nani and Papa Jack, meeting with certain people that wanted to see her and getting ready to move her back home. Meanwhile, me and my sister were forced to return to school the next day. Acting as though everything is fine…

sustain [my] actual lived experience, undercutting [my] broad sense of meaning and coherence” (Neimeyer, Burke, Mackay & Van-Dyke, 2010, p.74). More simply put, my personal integrity and identity were shaken, penetrating the core of my being with fears, questions, guilt, and…

her older brother, red faced and screaming. "He's too old for you! You are only thirteen, he is sixteen. No way. You are going to get hurt. All he does is break everything he touches," he snapped. Her only response was wide eyes, she was frozen in fear. Snatching her phone from her hand, he proceeded to delete his number. After his work was finished, he stomped out of the room. She scrambled across the floor and cradled her phone in her hands. To her relief, he texted right back. Only a few…

34 Snowing Night Carried The Corpse On Back, Buried Mother In The Mountains People probably all know the story, Liangshan (梁山）heroes, dutiful son Li Kui （李逵）, carried his mother up to Liangshan mountain. Unfortunately, when Li Kui went to get water and food, hungry tigers ate his mother. Li Kui was in most of grief, and killed four tigers in one breath. But in today 's world, who knows a story about in a dark snowing night, son carried the corpse on back, buried mother in the mountains?…

The Importance of Family Family serves as a support system, always there for each other when needed. Often family serves as the only thing a person may have, or the only support a person can rely on. In the contemporary literature novel Cry, The Beloved Country, Alan Paton uses parallelism to reveal the importance of family, especially in time of need. Strong families work together to overcome diversity. When Kumalo finds out that Absalom will soon face trial, Kumalo takes the effort to find a…