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Young Love
Many young teens await anxiously to grow up. Some may prioritize friends over homework, jobs over scholarships, or relationships over their own well being. So many teenagers can't wait to fall in love with someone. They believe that having a partner means they'll be set for high school. However, they may be too young to know what love is. Or what abuse is.
By Kye Souverbielle8 years ago in Humans
Are You Forcing a Relationship?
"Relationships are like farts. If you have to force it, it's probably shit." If there's one thing I've been very guilty of, it's forcing a relationship. It's because the one thing I've wanted, more than anything else, was a spouse. Unfortunately, my way of handling everything is to doggedly and aggressively pursue what I want until I get it or give up.
By Ossiana Tepfenhart8 years ago in Humans
Paper Towns and the Unrequited Complex
My name is Hannah, and I am an English major, so be prepared for a really strange perspective. Yesterday, as I sat among my fellow English majors in my Eighteenth-Century British Novel class with the Austrailian professor, a little part of me broke. Earlier that morning, I'd texted a friend of mine from high school - ya know, one of those coulda, shoulda, woulda if he liked me back kinda friends.
By Hannah Kay8 years ago in Humans
Let’s Talk About Boys
Boys are tricky; let’s just get that out of the way. As much as some say they don’t understand us, it’s vice versa. This story takes place back in high school. The good old days right? Not exactly. I’ve practically been single my whole life. I’ve only had a few relationships. But now, I wouldn’t count them as an actual relationship.
By Cheyenne Howell8 years ago in Humans
Pronouns
Pronouns are an interesting thing, especially when it comes to gender. Every one of us is given a set of pronouns from the minute we are conceived. From she/her to he/him, the problem with these is that sometimes people feel they are put in this bubble/box with a label of the societal rules or expectations they need to follow to be included in the group of "normals." However, some of us don't even fit in either of these two boxes. I mean who could blame us? After all there are just about 7 billion people living on Earth right now and that is way too many people to try to shove into two empty containers labeled boy (he/him), and girl (she/her). Now for some of us, fitting in could be hard but more importantly, feeling comfortable is even harder, comfortable with ourselves that is. In order to start somewhere, we first have to rediscover ourselves and that means figuring our what brings us joy and comfort and what doesn't. This includes things like: fashion style, preferred name/nickname, and of course pronouns. These are all the things that lead to us being able to define ourselves, but these are also the things that allow us to test the respect and effort of others as well.
By Em Trevino8 years ago in Humans
That Night You Left
That night you left still lingers on my skin just like if it was yesterday. The words "I can't do this anymore" still haunt me up to this day. The sound of your voice and laugh still burns me like if I was swallowing fire. As soon as you said those words, my whole world stopped and my heart fell. I went in my room trying to hide my tears but I could not. I completely fell to my knees not knowing what to do or say. I wondered how I was going to get through every day. I cried until I was completely dry but it never stopped. I prayed that it was just a dream that you would still be with me tomorrow and forever. As soon as everyone fell asleep, my demons came back, and I cried your name out and I did a piece of art on my wrist which I will always regret. I felt completely numb after and I had laid down in bed looking up at my ceiling praying to God to give me strength. I decided to move my pride aside and begged you, but that did not work and that is my biggest regret. I thought of the many things I still had left to tell you and I knew I will never be able to tell you. I was in darkness with my own demons to face. I went through every day trying not to break at random times.
By Sirenia Garcia8 years ago in Humans
Being Different
One of the various phenomenons present in society these days is that which pertains to conformity and abnormality. More elaborately, how we constantly desire to differentiate ourselves from the common idiot. It’s a desperate kind of attempt. It’s as if we were all in a hole that we call “People” and most of us are reaching up to the sky, scratching at the walls, using each other’s bodies to climb up in an attempt to escape conformity and the overly mediocre concept of “normal.” Those who are not attempting this torturous and potentially pointless ascent are incessantly hiding. Desiring to become one with the crowd of those we call “people” due to a bad experience with being different, they need to camouflage themselves and their abnormalities to remain in the comfortable societal accepted conformity. As you can see, I’ve been using the words “people” and “abnormalities” which need to be defined if I want to further my examination of this phenomenon. By “people,” I mean the people you do not know who you consider conformed and happy and ignorant. Normal. Those whom you desire to differentiate yourself from. By “abnormal,” I mean how you are different and how you make yourself distinguishable.
By Marie-Céleste McNiven8 years ago in Humans
