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A Long Cold Walk
It was January 12th, 2008 and as 17-year-old Lucky sat in her Calculus class awaiting the bell to ring something just did not feel right. She was usually very involved in class and focused but today was different. One of her friends Latera in the class said “Ayo Lucky what’s up girl. You good”. Lucky responded that she was cool and just had some things on her mind. The bell finally rung, and Lucky could not wait to get home and see her grandmother. As Lucky begin to walk towards the door to exit the school Latera joined her on the walk home as usual and they chatted. Latera talked about the cute guys at school, prom, graduation, college, and all the normal things that teenage girls talk about. Today Lucky was not as interested in the conversation and Latera could tell. As they continued walking and were near Latera’s block, she said to Lucky “Girl I can tell something is wrong with you so just call me later if you want to talk. You know I got cha.” They hugged, said goodbye and Lucky continued walking home. See Lucky was a beautiful girl, about 5’8, brown skin with beautiful dreadlocks, smart, and talented in many ways but she was a loner. She had a few friends but really enjoyed just being with her grandmother. Her grandmother was 65 years old and battling some medical conditions. She always felt the need to make sure her grandmother was okay and never wanted to be away from her for too long. As she walked through her neighborhood that eerie feeling suddenly came over her again but this time worse. Although she was used to this feeling having grown up in an environment where violence, drug dealers, and being poor was common this feeling was unlike no other. It was normal to see the police, hear gun shots, or see fighting, and drug dealers so she was always prepared for the worst. She knew that something was wrong. Her heart began to race, and her mouth was extremely dry, but she continued walking. As she walked down the block that she lived on she could hear ambulances but again that was not uncommon. She continued her journey and as she got closer and closer to her home that she shared with her grandmother she noticed paramedics coming out of her house. She immediately begins to run towards them yelling and crying “That s my grandmother!!! What happened to her?” She kept yelling for her grandmother to wake up until one of the paramedics pulled her to the side. He explained to her that they received a 911 call from Tyler who was one of the neighborhood children she babysat after school. Tyler stated that after he got off the bus and entered Ms. Thompson’s home, he noticed she was not there to greet him as usual. He stated that she would have snacks for him after school but today that did not happen. He begins calling her name “Ms. Thompson, it is me Tyler. I am here! I am going to start my homework” He did not receive a response, so he decided to start his homework but after thirty minutes of not seeing or getting a response from Ms. Thompson he decided to go upstairs and check on her. He knew that there were a few times she was doing something in the attic or in her bedroom, so He walked upstairs to Ms. Thompson’s bedroom and there she was laying there peacefully. He thought that she was asleep and tried to wake her up, but she was not responding, and her body was cold. He immediately ran downstairs and called 911 but when the paramedics arrived, they attempted to resuscitate her, but it was already too late. She had a massive heart attack. We are very sorry for your loss and in the meantime, is there any family members that you can call to notify them of what has happened?”
By Charlena Williams5 years ago in Motivation
Consistency isn't real, is it?
Sleeping is such a huge deal for me. I sleep just fine, but I tend to oversleep when I sleep. I sleep for around 12 hours a day/night. Now, this would be fine, if I slept around 10/11pm, woke up around 8/9am. That is a good amount of sleep, since we humans only need 8 hours of sleep.
By Katherine Estelle5 years ago in Motivation
Almost Hidden
It was a crisp Autumn afternoon and Elli Mac was sitting on the oak wood bench in Sherwood Park. She has been coming here since she was a little girl, and she always chose the aged bench that sat right below a grand Redwood tree. The trunk was so thick that, when she was little, she imagined she and her sister could carve a cozy home in the middle and secretly live inside.
By Camille Sanghera5 years ago in Motivation
who we truly are
Who we truly are is something beautiful, but it is also something vulnerable and sensitive and easily hit and hurt. Who we truly are is open, wants to show itself, wants to get in touch and connect. Our true essence needs to breathe and express and interact. It wants to touch and to be touched, wants to amuse and to be amused, wants to speak and do the truth, wants to be spoken to and be done the truth to. Wants to be done away with the filters.
By Kajosway and The Natural Overflow5 years ago in Motivation
Using Faith to overcome cancer
I am the oldest daughter of 9 siblings. It has always been a challenge for me as the big sister. My family considers me the second mama. I have to be available 24/7. I have family all over the world in every time zone. It is not unusual for me to get a call at 1:00 a.m. from my sister in England. I have to give inspiration and support to them all. Now my baby sister is a doctor of medicine and psychology and is extremely good at what she does. She has been practicing for over 13 years and yet I still have to give her advice from time to time.
By Diane Cotton 5 years ago in Motivation
Knowing its time to change
When something happens to you that makes you "wake up and smell the coffee"... Its a tough pill to swallow when you realize that the way you have been looking at things or doing things is why you are far behind in life as you are. The worst part is when it takes something really bad happening to make you realize it. Then not knowing if you can fix what you messed up... again.
By Leigh-Anne Konecke5 years ago in Motivation
Don't be strong. Be fluffy.
This week marks the first anniversary of a hard and painful trio of events. A year ago, my father took his own life in the midst of despair of terminal cancer and the overwhelming inability to financially afford the care he needed in Venezuela.
By Rebeca Ramos5 years ago in Motivation
Your 10 Steps to Positivity
Have you wondered how to build a pattern of positive thinking? Do you recognise that your thinking can be negatively focused sometimes? Do you recognise that this negative thinking cycle can then have an impact on your mood? Do you feel stuck on knowing how to manage this negative thinking cycle?
By ML Devitt5 years ago in Motivation
A Letter to the Crooked Winged Crow of Swiss Avenue
October 2019 To the Crooked Winged Crow of Swiss Avenue, Hello! You have probably never really noticed me before, never afforded me any more attention than the allotted amount for anything that approaches you. But I have seen you.
By Chance Garrett Wilhite5 years ago in Motivation
What is scaring me?
What is scaring me? Well, let's see, there are loads of things that scare me, and many of my fears are self-inflicted, and I know what to do about most of them. Some of the things that scare me are letting go of past hurts, past failures, rejection, and loss of friends or family members. Just recognizing when to let go of things that I already know are not good or healthy for me. I don't particularly appreciate feeling like I have failed in any area of my life, but it is often problematic. I don't like rejection because the more I get those feelings of rejection, I know sooner or later I will lose sight of what is important to me, and this is not an option for me.
By Theresa Evans5 years ago in Motivation
You Lack Nothing.
Do you feel like you lack in your life? This is an interesting question because, for years, I always thought that I lacked something in my life. It didn't matter how big or small it was, and I knew that I lacked everything because of someone else. I didn't know that I had the power to control many things, but when you are a child, you don't know all of this stuff. You have to depend on the adult in the situation and hope that they tell you the truth about things in this world. Being that I come from a traumatic childhood, it is no wonder that I struggled and suffered long years of not measuring up to the world's standards. Please don't assume that it's my fault that I was a victim but let the adults tell it to me. It is my fault because I exist. I lacked self-esteem, self-love, encouragement, motivation, and positivity.
By Theresa Evans5 years ago in Motivation
