Teenage years
TAKE A JOKE, SWEETHEART
He leaned over my desk, his body casting a shadow over my writing. Two fists were suddenly pressed hard next to my book, giving him an air of undeserved authority. “You know they're just joking, right?” His voice was gentle, as if he were speaking to a timid animal.
By Daniel B. Usang 3 years ago in Confessions
When Love Takes Flight
Chapter 1: Serendipitous Encounters In the quaint streets of a bustling city, Emma, a free-spirited young woman, finds herself inexplicably drawn to the enigmatic charm of Ryan. Their paths cross amidst the bustling crowds, and a spark ignites in their eyes. It is a serendipitous encounter that sets their hearts alight, marking the beginning of a captivating love story.
By Faisal Bilal3 years ago in Confessions
Time went back
Time went back to the memory of ten years ago. At that time, I was still a naive, think that play is the world's children, did not know what dream is. But in that naive, ignorant grade, I found myself also can't think of love to now. I like to play basketball, like the joy of winning with teammates, the kind of sweat on the court days. Maybe looking back on it now, it's still childish, but that was my original dream -- to play all the time. Perhaps it is because that is the idea of childhood, will not look back to insist on, hard. Into the club, all kinds of games will follow. I thought things were going really well. Until the accident landed on me without haste and without inclination. Not long after the game started, I was forced to leave the game when I suffered a bad knee injury against the seniors, and all the hard work I had done for the game was undone. From then on, in order to let me relax. My parents banned me from playing basketball, my coach didn't let me practice, and my club was banned. It was the loneliest, most painful and most self-defeating time for me. However, I still have my dream, I said, must do. Now that I think about it, it was pretty persistent. I would sneak out, dragging my right leg that I couldn't bend, take the ball I stole from my parents to the court, practice alone until the street lights were on for a long time, and then sneak home. That kind of "desperate" feeling for their own dreams will always remember! At first, experiencing many obstacles, I also wanted to give up, just like those who had been abandoned because of my three-minute passion. But every time in that most tangled moment, I can really feel the difference between dreams and them. Dream is not to give up can give up, no matter how tangled will make the right choice, no matter how difficult will insist on things. It wants to accompany me for a long time, how can you leave it halfway!
By adam hornsby3 years ago in Confessions
Whenever I see my neighbor
Whenever I see my neighbor Aunt Wang, my heart can not help but think of my kind grandmother. She has been dead for almost a year, a thick book of photos, leaving grandma with us many good times. My grandmother, and many ordinary old people in the north, a head of silver hair always combed neatly, forehead covered with a line of wrinkles. Grandma always doubled up and seemed unable to get up. A pair of thick knuckle hands like old branches, is never straight. Listen to my mother, my grandmother is the eldest in the family, she was the bellwether since childhood, until the younger brother and sister arranged a family, she became their own home. Years of suffering had made her unable to hold her back or stretch her hands straight. Grandma was a kind and hardworking woman, always giving a little of this and a little of that, but she was reluctant to eat. She would cook food for us by the pot, hoe and water in the garden, or wash clothes for her children. As soon as she stepped out of the house, the chickens and ducks would immediately surrounded her. The duck ate and looked at her grandmother as if to thank her. Remember once, mom and dad to take me home to see my grandparents, grandmother unexpectedly nervous for several days to eat bad sleep bad, always said that sentence: "Go out must pull the child's hand." A few months later, we came back from my grandfather's home to my grandmother's home. As soon as I came back, my grandmother held me tightly in her arms, crying and saying, "I thought I would never see you again." Later I knew that my grandmother had been seriously ill and could die at any time. A few months later, Grandma did leave us. Now whenever I see my grandmother's photos, I think of my grandmother love me, I miss my grandmother very much.Whenever I see my neighbor Aunt Wang, my heart can not help but think of my kind grandmother. She has been dead for almost a year, a thick book of photos, leaving grandma with us many good times. My grandmother, and many ordinary old people in the north, a head of silver hair always combed neatly, forehead covered with a line of wrinkles. Grandma always doubled up and seemed unable to get up. A pair of thick knuckle hands like old branches, is never straight. Listen to my mother, my grandmother is the eldest in the family, she was the bellwether since childhood, until the younger brother and sister arranged a family, she became their own home. Years of suffering had made her unable to hold her back or stretch her hands straight. Grandma was a kind and hardworking woman, always giving a little of this and a little of that, but she was reluctant to eat. She would cook food for us by the pot, hoe and water in the garden, or wash clothes for her children. As soon as she stepped out of the house, the chickens and ducks would immediately surrounded her. The duck ate and looked at her grandmother as if to thank her. Remember once, mom and dad to take me home to see my grandparents, grandmother unexpectedly nervous for several days to eat bad sleep bad, always said that sentence: "Go out must pull the child's hand." A few months later, we came back from my grandfather's home to my grandmother's home. As soon as I came back, my grandmother held me tightly in her arms, crying and saying, "I thought I would never see you again." Later I knew that my grandmother had been seriously ill and could die at any time. A few months later, Grandma did leave us. Now whenever I see my grandmother's photos, I think of my grandmother love me, I miss my grandmother very much.
By vernita thomas3 years ago in Confessions
Echoes of Lost Souls
Chapter 1: Broken Promises Amidst the fog-shrouded city streets, a melancholic tale unfolds. Lily, a young woman burdened by the weight of shattered dreams and broken promises, finds herself trapped in the web of her own heartache. With each passing day, her spirit diminishes, her once-bright eyes dulled by sorrow.
By Faisal Bilal3 years ago in Confessions
Incomplete Love of Village boy
Story 1: A Second Chance Sophie and Jake had been high school sweethearts, but when they went to college, they drifted apart. They each dated other people, but they never forgot about each other. After graduation, they both moved back to their hometown, and by chance, they ran into each other at a coffee shop.
By Darked Devil3 years ago in Confessions
Brotherhood Amidst Wars: A Tale of Soldiers
Soldiers frequently find themselves making tremendous sacrifices in their personal life as part of their duty to protect and serve. This essay examines the difficulties soldiers encounter in juggling the needs of their relationships with their obligations to their country, emphasizing the sacrifice and fortitude that define their service. Soldiers who battle side by side frequently form a bond of brothers in the face of chaos and uncertainty. The lives of a group of soldiers are explored in this tale, which emphasizes their steadfast friendship and unbreakable kinship. Their fraternity provides them with strength and support through the difficulties they encounter.
By Zenia Samson3 years ago in Confessions
Fragments of Eternity
Once upon a time in the quaint town of Oakwood, there lived a young woman named Amelia. Her life, once filled with joy and hope, had crumbled into a maze of broken love and shattered dreams. She wandered through her days, feeling lost and alone, surrounded by the remnants of a relationship that had fallen apart.
By Ramis Hussain3 years ago in Confessions
Whispers of Love ❤️🔥
Once upon a time in a bustling city, amidst the chaos and cacophony of everyday life, two souls unknowingly embarked on a journey that would captivate hearts and capture the essence of true love. Their story began with a chance encounter on a rainy evening, igniting a flame that would burn brighter than any constellation in the night sky.
By Ayesha Noor3 years ago in Confessions
