Autobiography
Me, Myself and I
This was the time to take stock. Looking back, it was like I was examining someone else's life. I’d been to the brink of Hell and felt like I was going mad. But I’d come back. And I was successful by most people’s measure. Some, knowing snippets of what I had been through, admired me for my strength of character. Even if I did not feel strong in myself. I know, it is fairly common to be self-deprecating. This goes to a whole new level in most people who have experienced abuse, however.
By Lilly Cooper3 years ago in Chapters
The Dark Before the Dawn
It was darkness. I was lost. Wandering through my life just existing, instead of living. Therapy had helped after the abuse of my ex-husband, but really it had only helped me cope with the dark thoughts that had manifested from the things he made me believe for years.
By Hope Martin3 years ago in Chapters
The Long Road To Freedom
Chapter Three After an inauspicious start in life, at the relatively young age of twenty-two, my life reached a very significant turning point. I met a slightly older, attractive, intelligent woman who inspired me to set about building a future far more successful than I could ever have imagined.
By Liam Ireland3 years ago in Chapters
Running Up the Down Escalator
It was the spring of 1988. The First Assembly of God youth group I went to was attending a Bible Quiz in Dallas, Texas. My stepmom was one of the chaperones for the group, so she required me to participate on the Quiz team. Seeing as we traveled to other churches and saw beautiful scenery from our church van’s windows, I didn't mind.
By Mother Combs3 years ago in Chapters
Chapters Challenge: My Sweet 16
Hello! My name is Kristen Rose Ulrich. I am nearly 32 years old. The middle of my memoir was when I turned 16 years old. I fondly remember my sweet 16 party. I can easily say that it was one of the best nights of my life. Pictured above is a poem that my Uncle Andrew wrote for me in Italian. (I am 50% Italian on my mother’s side, and 25% German, and 25% Norwegian on my father’s side.)
By Kristen Ulrich3 years ago in Chapters
The Vanishing of Amelia Thompson:
In the peaceful town of Willowbrook, settled between moving slopes and thick backwoods, a creepy secret had perplexed specialists and local people the same. The riddle spun around the unexpected and illogical vanishing of a young lady named Amelia Thompson. Her story started as a normal story of a promising life, however it took a dull turn that left everybody befuddled.
By sumit choudhary3 years ago in Chapters
