Family
The ‘Black Dog’
We had reached Saturday am , failing to take my anti depressants on the evening before I woke with a killer headache and felt as rough as a badgers backside. I climbed over a sleeping baby a coffee table barricade and wall of pillows to follow my morning ritual of a black coffee and a roll up in the garden to start my day.
By Teresa Bomparola2 years ago in Confessions
"The Family Ride"
The sun was shining bright as the family of four set out on their road trip. The kids, Jack and Lily, were bubbling with excitement, eager to explore new places and make memories with their parents, Mark and Sarah. The car was packed with snacks, games, and a cooler full of drinks, ready for the adventure ahead.
By Abbas2 years ago in Confessions
A Hairstylist's Tale of Compassion and Connection
The scent of shampoo and hairspray mingled with the gentle hum of chatter, creating a familiar symphony within the walls of Salon Secrets. I stood behind the stylist's chair, my fingers deftly wielding the scissors, while my ears remained attuned to the whispers that danced between snips.
By Muhammad Sarmad Razzaq2 years ago in Confessions
How Can One Successfully Communicate Adhering To A Breakup
You should take the appropriate actions to increase the likelihood of getting back together, preserve your marriage, and reestablish your connection with your spouse if you're wondering how to win your husband back after a breakup or how to get back with your wife.
By The Writer Boy2 years ago in Confessions
Mother's Day to Remember
It was the first Sunday in May, and the sun was shining brightly in the small town of Lahore, Pakistan. The streets were bustling with activity as families prepared to celebrate Mother's Day. For one family, however, this day would be unlike any other.
By Abbas2 years ago in Confessions
The Nature of Love . Content Warning. AI-Generated.
Love, the most profound and mysterious of human emotions, has been the subject of poets, philosophers, and scholars throughout the ages. From the passionate verses of Shakespeare to the philosophical musings of Plato, humanity has sought to unravel the mysteries of love and understand its essence. Yet, like the untamed wilderness, love remains an enigma, with its depths and complexities eluding our grasp.
By RAVI KUMAR2 years ago in Confessions
The Times of Clive Levy
As I tell you this story I am crying not tears of defeat but tears of joy. I will tell you why later. My story begin in Florida where I was born. Clive as the first child of Ella and Phillip Levi. And my family was normal and stable as long as Momma was around. She had a few more children and I had to help around the house. But I was glad to do anything for my Momma. She loved me. She really really loved me. And she was pretty and she was kind and smart. And she wanted me to be something. Momma was the best gift I got from God I thought as a child. And the family grew and was stable. Then suddenly out of nowhere Momma passed away leaving a husband and four children. My father made me quit school and work to make ends met. My father was a harsh man and very stubborn. And as I grew older he became more and more strict. One time I beg to go out and spend time with some friends and my father threatened to beat me. And I beg my father many times and reminded him of what it was like to be young and adventurous but my father did not listen. So I held in my desire to explore the world and I kept to myself. Then the war broke out, World War 2 my father and I signed up for the military. My father tried to take my paycheck too but they would not let him. I had freedom. The military was much freer than being at home with my father. And I had friends and met other women. I went to the bar and I was likable. I did not want to leave. But eventually the war ended and we went home. My father tried to empty my accounts and put me back under his rule. I believe my father hated me. He would never tell me that he loved me especially after Momma died. He became mean and surly. He was always angry and mad. He treated us like property than children. And he outright did what he wanted but left me to take care of my brothers. I started to go to church and make friends. I met some cousins. And I told them what my father was doing. And they saw that he was mean and surly and how he treated me like a slave. I was older now, a soldier and a man and I was not gonna take it anymore. Cousin Ralph and I was leaving. So we plotted our escape at church and everybody went to church both night and day, well we met there one night and fled. My father was onto us the next day. Ralph and I escaped with jobs in the local churches and on farms because back then you can find a job on the farm or church and they will pay you and feed you and clothe you and give you a place to stay with some money. And we stall my father for weeks and enjoyed freedom. Then my father had the police looking for me. So I realized that Ralph and I had to escaped as far as possible up North for freedom. I knew my father would leave me alone if I go up there. And my father caught up to us. I tried to avoid fighting my father because the Word says Honor your father and mother. I just told my father before we catch the train. Leave me alone Father. And he said No I won't you will serve me till you die boy. And I said You're suppose to love me and you don;t. You hate me ever since Mom died. And I am not your property. Now I am leaving and you will never see me again. And Ralph and I jumped on a random train. And my father threw a fit in the field and left angry because his shotgun was unloaded and the train left before he could loaded it. I was freed. No more slavery. I was a man. Ralph made fun of what my father said and I laughed freely and without restraint or worries. I prayed and thanked God and I worn the cross that the church gave me. And I thought Ralph what if he tries to come for me to kill or threatened me. Ralph said Change your last name, he's Levi you can change yours to Levy. And I said Yeah my father is not the smartest man. And I won't go by my middle name either. On our way up North I met this beautiful woman Victoria. Oh man she had to be taken as lovely as she is. Ralph was my wing man but I remember she told me what church she went to. And then I saw her at the Jazz Club and I read a love poem to her. And next thing you know it we were married. And my father was dead then. Victoria had family issue but not like mines. She had been married but she was available and single. And she loved playing the piano. Her parents had issues too but she had a better family than mines and they were really welcoming. She was alone up North and we started our family together without anyone else except ourselves. You see Matt that's how your grandfather lived, that's how I became the man that I am today. You can too be somebody I know it. Keep up the grades and do what's right and God will bless you too.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Confessions
The Good Daughter
Ms. Mary Black Black Black All dressed in Black Black Black with silver buttons buttons buttons all down her back back back Hazel and Beste why aren't you dress for church said Momma. Momma why do we have to go to church so much? Me and Beste wanna play said Hazel. Not today get on with dressing for church. Both said okay Momma. And Momma kept taking the clothes off the line while dressed like a fox. That's what Daddy used to call her. She had her hair done and her makeup on and her gloves and her hair. Momma was dress to kill. And as me and Beste got in Daddy shouted Girls ya get ready for church. Both said Okay Dad. Come on Beste you help me and I will help you. That's how it was when I was young. Growing up on the farm and learning about life. Did you know? I had to walk two miles to get to school. Yup Momma had to work and Daddy had to work. It was years later when I was in sixth grade and Momma and Daddy had six other children. The worse happened, Momma left. I did not know but I felt something was gonna happen after Daddy pulled me out of school. Something wasn't right. Something had happened. And Dad told me that I would have to work and take care of the family. When I asked where is Momma. He yelled she died somewhere. So I worked and worked and clean after my siblings. I taught them what I learned in school. Beste and my other siblings got to go to school and learn. I was working or cleaning or cooking. I started to grow up and one day Dad looked at me strange. He started acting strange around me. And I just knew I had to leave otherwise something bad might happened. Beste convinced me to go to the club later on. I saw the well dressed men but I was not having it. I like having fun but I am no partier. Then Luther who was fine dress man with slick back hair and a nice smile, he came close to me. I told him that I am a church woman and I do not play that. He whisper jokes in my ear and told me that he thinks he love me. I told him I would think about it. So I went home and Daddy was angry so angry he threatened to kick me out and said I was just like my mother. So I had to work off and promised to do more chores and do better. But Dad went out on trips and I got my chance to meet Luther again and again. I was grown and Luther pleaded to be with me and said we can live up North and far from my Dad and start a life. He told me that I am beautiful and smart and then he gave me this incredible kiss. That's when I wanted to marry him. So Luther told me when my father goes on a trip again to sneak out and he will pick me up about a mile. I waited and kept busy then Dad left and about an hour I got dressed and pack my bags. Just when I was about to leave Beste said Wait sister Daddy doesn't treat anyone of us right. Hazel said But Beste I am the oldest and he is easier on you than me. I am getting old and I want a family. I can't keep being Mom. I have to get a life of my own. And with the suitcase Beste hug me and kiss me on the cheek and I left. Luther and I got married up North and I changed my last name to Mack so Daddy could not find me. We built a family up North and some of my siblings left Dad because they grew up too. And they found me because of Beste and they had families of their own. And they said they saw Momma. And so I went to see Momma in the hospital, I told her I love her and forgive her but I wanted to know why she left us. Momma said Because that man your Dad was mistreating me. And I could not take it anymore. But I am sorry Hazel. And I hug Momma and she died months later in the hospital. Luther and I did not have the perfect marriage but I was not gonna do what my mother did to me to my children. I wanted my children to get an education and become something better and their children and their children.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Confessions
Family Hundred
Beyond the immediate circle of parents and children lies a vibrant network – the extended family. This intricate web, woven with threads of blood and shared history, paints a tapestry far richer than a nuclear family alone. It's a story of generations coexisting, each member adding their unique color and texture to the overall picture. Let's delve deeper into the dynamics, roles, and significance of this remarkable family structure.
By Moharif Yulianto2 years ago in Confessions
How I lost myself
I’ve been slowly noticing a change in me over recent years. In a lot of ways, I am coming to an understanding of why my parents did what they did, how I felt, and why it's important I do the same as well. I am also understanding society a lot better, the reason why certain things happen like they do and how we ultimately reached this status quo. For example, I understand why I felt the way I did about my dad, uncles, aunties, and society as a whole, and even though I was hoping to be different and not walk in their footsteps, I came to understand why they were like that and also the reason why I need to be the same as well.
By real Jema2 years ago in Confessions
