humanity

For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.

Nora for the Night
Finally, the end of my shift arrived. I took off my greasy Betty's Burgers apron and tossed it in the hamper with the rest of them.
By Shannon Pate5 years ago in Humans
The Lady and The Passport
Who has not had an unprecedented incident in their life? Let me tell you about one that has marked my life the most. My passport renewal.
By Arianna Suárez5 years ago in Humans
In the Land of Nod
I wrote the following in October of 2009, as I was recovering from H1N1 and pneumonia. It seems fitting that in the midst of the COVID-19 pandemic, I should come across it again. As ever, there are no accidents, and the world continues to circle.
By Stephanie D. Rogers5 years ago in Humans
Pete Jones and the Demon of Greed
It was a rainy day as 22-year-old entrepreneur, Pete Jones, hailed a cab back to his Boston apartment. “Where ya headin’, khed?” asked the cabby.
By Amanda Deane5 years ago in Humans
Monarch Homes
Monarch Homes Kelly Drummond Sat down on the chair and said Whew! What a whirlwind of a day, It has been. How did your luncheon turn out . Were you successful Her Father asked. Yes I am excited, we actually managed to raise $20,000 I’m just amazed. Yes that is fabulous I am very impressed, I know how important this project is to you. Yes it just breaks my heart, when I see so many people living on the streets, homeless and especially at this time of the year when it’s so cold and it Is nearly winter. So this money that you’ve raised is this to buy sleeping bags?. Partly but we have seen this new product that is even better.It is like a Little room the person can go inside and have privacy, and keep dry and warm at the same time. Obviously more expensive than a sleeping bag, this twenty thousand is just a start.
By Kathleen Merry5 years ago in Humans
The Girl With No Name
As I woke by the sound of the gunshot that same gunshot that haunted me every night since. I realised this was not going away no matter how much therapy I had. The days would blend into one as I sat on the sofa watching the weather change as the seasons themselves felt like a drag.
By Mimi Sparkes5 years ago in Humans
The Shape of Love
"Do not close your eyes! Do not go to sleep!" His voice is far away, drifting slowly through my mind like waves agitating dark-black water. The sound echoes around the subterranean ocean of my awareness. I feel its aftershock, its ripple, ebbing at my will...my will to sink into the cool-deep aquifer and disappear.
By Fenna 5 years ago in Humans
Forgive -- Not Forget
Forgiveness is meant to be a two way street. For most. But forgiveness is meant to be for the person needing peace within that moment to move forward. The struggles everyone gets faced with, the anger and the grief passed from person to person; harsh words are expressed. To gaze and realize that forgiveness is meant to be a step forward, takes on its own challenges.
By Alexandrea Justine5 years ago in Humans
Transactional logic in communication
Communication, while possibly spontaneous, is a formal procedure. This is so inasmuch as intelligibility requires a shared sense of the meanings of the words used to comprehend what is said, which brings a familiarity of grammatical idioms, all of which, for a native speaker are imbibed as it were, unconsciously.
By Arsh K.S5 years ago in Humans
Beto's Bluff
1. Mercedes sat huddled on the floor, shifting the backpack she held in front of her, in an attempt to shield her body from the greedy glances of the men guarding them. A rumble from her stomach earned her a sharp look from her mother.
By Unlikely Hero 5 years ago in Humans
My life feels like a waste
In writing about my life on a personal note I feel I have used Services and I haven't got anywhere with them. I feel on a personal note that I've put so much into life, I'm always smiling and present I've even dedicated myself to treatment and aspects of everyday living to make me happy but I am crying at the end of the day because I don't feel sustained in stability yet and it makes me want to act out irrationally because I don't understand why I was not included why I did not belong.
By Heather Cunningham5 years ago in Humans
Happy Birthday
There’s a moment in time when the exhaustion of grief can easily become insurmountable anger. Anger that eats your soul, hardens your heart, dries your tears. Anger that comes as a relief from the constant pain of loss. Anger that can loudly advise the world of one’s scars. Anger which substitutes grief, in such a comforting way. Grief can be so internal. Anger, so external, like the necessary release of a pressure valve.
By Koko5 years ago in Humans