Trail of Tears

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…

Do you need some help? Are you hurt?" A small voice said and surprised me, I looked up and through m tears I was able to make out a small hand reach down tords me. I stay quiet with tears still running down my face. " oh look at you, do you want to come with me? I am sure my mom will be albe to help. She can fix anything! I promise. " with out any better option. I took the kid 's hand and he…

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…

was not of the right texture when vocalizing the words, “flesh would melt.” I would continue my pity party into the next few lines, throwing my hand on a Bible to emphasize the words, “O God! God!” These lines would be spoken slowly, possibly with tears to show that I am defeated. After this, Hamlet goes on to discuss how great his father was and how…

how discouraged my grandma was feeling about my uncle. As he talked to me a tear rolled down my check. When she got home my dad talked to her about it for a little bit. When I noticed how rough of shape my grandma was in I quickly grasped her and threw both of my arms around her giving her a gigantic hug. Squeezing tighter now I was able to feel her crying due to the hiccup like breaths taken between each tear. Tears then started to roll out of my eyes down my check and onto her navy blue…

The look in her face the look of disappointment, the way her lip quivered at me, and the tear. The tear that haunted me that whole night. As I ran all I thought was how could this have gotten so bad, and how will I face my mother. In To Kill a Mockingbird the most significant to me was, “You just hold your head high and keep those fists down. No matter what anybody says to you, don’t you let ‘em get your goat. Try fighting with your head for a change.” I was very significant to me because it is…

weakly until he fully vanished. She was pulled back to her home from an emergency force they had created in case one went missing. But, he wasn’t missing. He had disappeared, and he could never come back. Tenellebria collapsed to the ground, more tears erupting from her swollen eyes. She started to thrash her arms on the ground, for she never got to say “goodbye” or “I love you.” She soon felt herself painfully vanishing…

My Journey Through MCSC I’ve had a very happy journey playing for the Mason City Soccer Club. The MCSC put a huge impact on my life, made me a part of their family and even put me through some emotional times. In this essay I am going to explain my experience with MCSC and how it benefit my life. MCSC put a significant impact on my life. I joined the Mason City Soccer Club 2 years ago when I was going into the 7th grade. Before joining MCSC I played for park ‘n’ rec, park ‘n’ rec is a great…

breaker : aaron cho date: october ninth, 2009 Agatha's heart first breaks into half in the first grade. It's still when she's small and chubby-cheeked, with an unfortunate bowl-cut resting on her head. But it's quite a shame that a six-year old heart has already broken in two. His name is Aaron Cho, and she, childishly, was sure that he was the love of her life. They sipped milk and chewed on stringy chicken tenders together and played with dinosaurs side by side and had nap time sleeping…

last thing I remembered was watching the paramedics take my mom away from my grip as I walled and thrashed with all of my remaining strength until an officer held me down. The second his foreign hands touched my body I clawed at his face. I felt the tears surface my checks. "Mom!" My lungs croaked with every word. My sorrowful eyes followed the speeding ambulance as it disappeared from my sight. The officer wrapped his arms around my fragile shoulders meanwhile my ears caught the other's…