Humanity
Breaking the Cycle
At twenty-one years old, I was at my lowest. I spent my days working for minimum wage at the Crestview Cracker Barrel as a smiling hostess or a hands-on staff leader, but my nights were a different beast. When I wasn’t traveling to bars with various body parts in my mouth or behind a haze of pungent marijuana smoke, the light of Adult Swim on the television illuminated me wearing just my underwear and drinking cheap wine straight from the bottle. The only small comforts in those nights were when Shark would climb in my lap and purr.
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty3 years ago in Confessions
Strikes on US universities
In recent years, universities in the United States have been facing a wave of strikes by their faculty and staff members. The strikes have been caused by a variety of factors, including low pay, inadequate benefits, and a lack of job security. As a result of these strikes, students have been left to bear the brunt of the effects.
By Reihan zahid3 years ago in Confessions
Upgrade Your Home with Stylish and Reliable BG Switches and Sockets Online
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By Kent Traders Limited3 years ago in Confessions
"The Model Bureaucrat: A Tale of Perseverance and Impact"
Once upon a time in a bustling city, there lived a young man named Arjun. From a very young age, he had always been fascinated by the world of civil services and aspired to become an Indian Administrative Service (IAS) officer. Arjun was known for his determination, hard work, and exceptional intellect, which earned him a place in the prestigious IAS academy.
By Payal3 years ago in Confessions
Retirbution Grip
It was a dark and stormy night when Emily's life took a dark turn. She had always been a quiet and unassuming person, but her world was shattered when her beloved sister, Jessica, was brutally murdered. The police failed to find the perpetrator, and Emily was left devastated and consumed by grief.
By John memon3 years ago in Confessions
Birth and rebirth
It is said that if you want to hear a joke, tell God what your plans are. Life is what happens when you are making other plans. We all think that we need to have a major shift, a major change for things to really change. But sometimes it's something small, and sometimes it sneaks up on you.
By Talara Nolan3 years ago in Confessions
Life is what it is, Live and Love
Blessings one and all, I look out my window at 6:22 am. The sky is bright and so incredible. My bank account has $3.23 cents in it. I just sent it to a bill. Hip hip happy me. I am almost done with that bill. $63 more to go. I have been awake for about an hour now. My mind is focused on having a productive day.
By Shays_creations homemade cards3 years ago in Confessions
Modern Stories of Atlas
As I enter the living room, I hear the familiar blare of the T.V.. A Suns vs Spurs game is on. My mom is working in the Livingroom and watching the game. Occasionally, I hear her say something to the T.V. in frustration or joy. Barefoot, I'm dancing around the upper Livingroom, as I did back then, and jumping on a chair that could fully spin around. For some reason, that day, I sit on the long-step down to our Livingroom and watch. I saw the players on the court and the seats full of fans. It was all so fast-paced and exciting. After 5 minutes my mom is explaining little bits of what is going on in the game. After about 20 minutes I'm rooting for the Suns. 30 mintues I tell her "I don't like that guy", a player who had just fouled a Suns player, and possibly also because he was out working my team. If my memory is correct, it was David Robinson I said that about. The next time I would say that, it would be about Patrick Ewing. That guy always bothered me when he was on the court. My mom laughed and smiled. Now, when I think back to that memory I recognize amusement in her expression when I say that. She responded "Who?". She started saying numbers on the jerseys. I got up and pointed him out on the T.V. and repeated the number after I decided I knew what number it was. I was young. After pointing out the culprit her smile widened and she said, "Really. Why? Yeah, he's good". We both smiled and continued watching. The first time I saw him play is stuck in my memory along with the feeling of frustration for my team. It took a lot back then to sit and be still for an entire game, but I watched the whole game that one day way back when. That's the day I became a fan of the NBA. It's also the first time I realized my mom, a woman, could be as informed and hold her own in a conversation with any man or woman, on sports. She is a fan with a pure love for sports and more specifically basketball. This moment, so small, would have an immense effect on me. I'd reflect on it when my mom was stuck in a hospital due to cancer. Days I needed a distraction from reality. She could still make me smile when I heard her asking nurses if they were laker fans. If they weren't, and they cheered for the team against them, especially in key games, she'd ask them to leave. Most thought she was kidding, I knew she wasn't. Cancer was frustrating enough! If they were fans, she'd have them stay and watch a bit with her. This reassured me she was still in it. She had strength in her still. I hadn't lost her. On days when I had a great day, and my teams won, it seemed that much better. As if god was reassuring me that everything was meant to be fine. The Suns, the Nuggets, and the Lakers all bring back memories of my mom, as well as the places we moved to. Always followed by a feeling of normalcy in a new strange place. A part of home. A possibility of hope. A hope that could be achieved, unlike so many other forms.
By simplicity3 years ago in Confessions
The Burden of Regret
Regret is an emotional burden that many individuals carry throughout their lives. It arises from a sense of loss, missed opportunities, and the belief that one's present situation could have been better if only they had made different choices in the past. Regret can be a painful and debilitating emotion, but it also has the potential to be transformative and ultimately lead to personal growth. This essay will explore the burden of regret from various perspectives, examining its nature, causes, and effects on the individual and society as a whole. We will also discuss strategies for coping with regret and ways to create a more positive outlook on life, free from the shackles of past mistakes.
By Unknown3 years ago in Confessions
PLASM DREAM
THERE WAS NO GUESSING WHAT IT WAS, white and crusted as if days had passed since dropped, spilled or slung onto the bedcovers on and around the appearance of the lifeless tan figure in its midst. One could guess milk or perhaps the ejaculation of some hit and run prank played as just another act of malice. Better and more conscionable imaging would tease at the thought that there had been some austere rescue mission bursting into the room seventeen steps above a locked steel plate door. A more humane consideration would say that even a techno operation had been performed after interjection of some watchful neighbor's emergency call for help brought an unheard siren and rush of expert medical team that splashed preoperative fluids and impassed punctures, steel threads and anesthesia to the unconscious life form found at the end of a rescue call.
By Carmen JimersonCross-Safieddine3 years ago in Confessions
