Tears for Fears

trying not to make it visible. I close my eyes and Replayed the worst say of my life: "Mommy and daddy"! The little girl cried as she saw big wolves killing all the people she knew. Her mom and dad ran to her with her little brother and sister. Tears where running down her parents face as well. "Go child run baby run!" Her mother cried. She pushed a book bag in her hands and pushed them into the woods. "Baby run away with your brother and sister as fast as you can look for a big gray…

person to be going on mission Jupiter will be…”. There was dead silence in the crowd, so silent you could hear the person breathing from across the room. “Ashley Z. from Hawaii!” Carl shouted with excitement. The crowd was no longer silent. There were tears from Ashley, screams from her family, and excitement from those who didn’t get picked as they took her away. “Okay then, if we could all just be quiet now, the next person to be going on mission Jupiter is…” Carl said with a smirk on his…

This memory that I’m going to show u. It might be painful and sad because It had happened when I was a Eight. As Jonas lays back he feels sadness all a sudden and he saw drops of tears coming down my eyes and he saw me cry he cried too because it was very emotional and sad. Jonas eyes got wet and it was tears. His tears fell down to the ground. He could feel pain like I did. This day was when my grandmother died for getting home at late time. “How do you feel Jonas.” I said. Jonas said “Very…

brother was laying. He was beautiful and the room was full of tears. My mom was so thankful it was over and my dad was just happy to finally see my brother, Rylan after nine long months. After Kaylea and I got to hold Rylan for the first time, we came out to the rest of the family with our ‘I love my little brother’ shirts to show everyone it was a boy. One by one we took our family members to my mom’s room, they all gleamed with joy with tears running down their faces. My grandpa, a strong and…

“What do you mean nobody knows where he’s at?” I asked the MC. They had called a meeting and wanted to talk to me about Hunter. Lucifer the President leaned back in his chair, “What we mean is after that weekend he sold the house for cash. Apparently his real name isn’t Hunter Hastings, we’ve searched for him high and low, no computer database has him either. Even the college can’t help us, they did help as much as they could by letting access their system.” I rubbed my forehead, it had…

neither gaze at an image of the Cross, nor speak, nor hear other people speaking about the passion of Christ, without falling into ecstasy through a defect of the heart. Therefore she sometimes moderated her sorrow and restrained the flood of her tears…” (de Vitry 218). Margery performs a reenactment of these uncontrollable episodes where she cries and weeps most of the times that she is in contact with divine, whether it’s physically or spiritually. Specifically, in Chapter 60, Margery is in…

I am Jessica Catherine Stephens. I am a small leaf apart of a large family tree. I am the daughter of a strong-willed southern belle and a hard-working northern gentleman. I am a mixture of beliefs, styles, and personalities I’ve encountered throughout my life. I am a younger sister to a slowly calming daredevil. I am a proud mother of two, a Cairn terrier mutt named Charlie and an aging sassy cat named Missy. I am a retired girl scout and participant of many sports-none of which I was good at.…

burying his face in my chest, tears falling from his eyes. “We need you, JJ! We’re so sorry for neglecting you.” Harry admitted, hugging me tighter. “Please don’t leave us, JJ. We love you.” Vik begged, looking up at me with teary eyes. A pang of longing hit me as the two boys hugged me. I truly missed the love and affection they gave. Tears began to form in my eyes and I fell to the ground, Harry and Vik still clinging to my body. I wrapped my arms around them, letting my tears flow freely.…

was afraid. Afraid of what I was going to see, the most important person in my life lying there lifeless, but I could not help but want to see him one last time. At the funeral I sat with my grandma, watching her cry, her face filled with pain as tears dropped slowly down her face. I got up and slowly walked toward the front of the room and gazed back at everyone in the room, watching their faces filled with sadness. I turned…

My mom came to me and said she didn’t make it. I couldn’t take it, I've never cried as much as I did that day. It was a long day of tears and sorrows exchanged between the family. I went home and couldn’t focus on anything other than what my I had just saw. The next two weeks were nothing but sadness for myself. I lost a piece of me when I lost her. I was very to myself and my family…