HolleyInKTales
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Born to Love, Rooted with Love
I believe everyone is born with love in their hearts. As humans, whether young or old, we all love someone, even if we don't love everybody. Many people who are born to love may encounter people who ruin the love they were naturally born with. This can be tragic, causing mixed feelings, and now the person must learn how to love again; the love is still there, but it's damaged. Even though the love is damaged, it's not gone because they still love family members or certain friends. Showing there is still love in the heart. I know some humans can be capable of hating others, but I believe it was taught or spread to them by others. Sometimes hate can be taught by parents. As a child, my parents never taught me to hate people. If I said I hated someone, it was because I heard someone say it, not because I knew what it means to hate someone. Growing up, I would hear other kids gossiping about how they hated their parents or other kids in school. I can't say I personally hated someone. I know what it feels like to dislike someone, but does that mean I have to hate the person? No, does that mean I choose to love people I dislike? In my opinion, yes, because I was born to love others and raised to love those who hurt me. I was never taught how to be mean or how to hate people.
By HolleyInKTales3 months ago in Humans
No Voice
Chris woke up in a hotel with his mouth glued together, he couldn’t understand what was going on. He felt like he hit his head and couldn’t remember anything. As he stumbled out of the room he ran to a woman he saw standing at the front desk. He tried to talk but he had forgotten his mouth was glued so he started writing down what he wanted to say and he wrote to call the police.
By HolleyInKTalesabout a year ago in Fiction
The Bullying of Sarah . Content Warning.
“Wake up Sarah” When she opened her eyes she saw the bright light from the sun coming through the window, she could hear the birds chirping and smell her mother cooking bacon and eggs. Today is Sarah's first day of second grade. She felt nervous but she was excited. As Sarah got ready for school she heard her mom yelling “Let's go don't want to be late”. When they arrived at the school Sarah inhaled and the school smelt like fear, fun, and school lunch. The bell rang and Sarah kissed her mom goodbye. When Sarah walked into her classroom everything looked colorful and fun. Kids were running around and she had a loud teacher who kept yelling “Everyone please take your seats”. Sarah sat in the front of the classroom and she couldn't wait to make new friends.
By HolleyInKTalesabout a year ago in Writers
