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What No One Tells You About Abusive Relationships
We started dating my senior year of high school and I instantly fell for him. He was charming, funny, polite, a true gentleman... or so I thought. It wasn't until about a month into our relationship when things changed for the worst. He started controlling every aspect of our relationship, what we would do on dates, where we would go, when I could hang out with friends and with who, he tried to control how I looked, and he attempted to tell me where I should go to college. That should've been when I ran, but for some reason I didn't, I chose to stay in an abusive relationship that would eventually drag me down.
By Abigail Sikora8 years ago in Viva
Wanting a Baby at 19?!
What is wrong with me? Is it natural to have this need to have a child this young? I am aware that I am not financially ready to afford one, nor ready to sacrifice my body for a little bundle of joy. But I am so impatient to experience being pregnant and motherhood. I have to admit, my generation isn't helping my case. At least 1/2 of my friends are currently pregnant or already have their little ones. I am aware that they were NOT planned and they might not be as happy as Facebook, Instagram or Twitter might make them seem, but following their pregnancies throughout social media makes me envy them. Also, since I work in the early childhood education field, most of my co-workers already have children or are pregnant and are gloating in my face.
By Bella Poirier8 years ago in Families
Losing Someone You Love Unexpectedly
December 8, 2016 I woke up in my room by hearing my mom's cellphone ringing in her room. I laid still, listening to her talk to my uncle about something that would change our family forever. I heard her get out of bed and walk into my room to tell me my grandpa had fallen and hit his head so bad that he had to be transported to our hospital from his so they could do a platelet transplant. I instantly got this sick feeling in my stomach that this would be the fall that would take him away from us. I got up and reluctantly got ready for school. Third period came around when the speaker came on asking for me to be dismissed. I met my mom at the back of campus and we rushed to the hospital, the entire time I had no clue what was going on. When we arrived to the hospital I walked to the ICU with my mom to be greeted by our pastor, my godmother, grandmother, and a neurosurgeon. The neurosurgeon explained to us that there was bleeding on my grandpa's brain and that he needed to have surgery as soon as possible. We called the rest of the family and by 11 PM everyone was there. We all shuffled into his room, three at a time, to tell him we loved him and good luck. The first surgery was successful, it was the days that followed that were a nightmare.
By Abigail Sikora8 years ago in Families
Happiness Through Sparti's Eyes
It's not hard in the slightest to please a dog, all you need to provide is love and attention with a side of food and scents. However what is the secret to full-out happiness for a dog? I think it revolves around the same ideals that we have as humans. Narrowing it down to three key elements: relationships with loyalty, fulfillment in your day to day life, and forms of lively activity and excitement. I think Sparti agrees as he monitors me hoping for a free hand!
By Alex Gayford8 years ago in Petlife
Sisters Till the End
This picture is just from this past Christmas. Do I hate my sisters? Sometimes. Is there ever time that I feel that I need my sisters? A lot. Do I have a lot of love for both of my sisters? Yes! Us 3 girls grew up on a farm of 40 acres. So, if we ever felt to get a way from each other, sometimes wasn't always possible. Even with that much land. That's because we would follow one another out there in the wilderness of the farm. There is were I learned that family come first no matter what. That my sisters were my very first friends. Friends that I loved yet didn't always see eye to eye with. They are my sisters. I do love them with all of my heart. Even if there are times that we don't talk, and times that we don't see each other. The love is still there. My oldest sister is the one that I was always closest to growing up to, and if I ever had a problem, she was always there to listen and give me advice. The middle sister, she never gave me advice, she would gripe about every little thing that I was doing wrong at that time, or gripe about my problem even today what I would be doing wrong. Tell me which sister would be the best bet to talk to in bad times. Don't worry, I'll wait.
By Susan Whallon Meeks8 years ago in Families
Blood and Water
All my life I have never understood people whose sisters are their best friend. Seeing two sisters hugging and hanging out and actually enjoying it was like seeing a unicorn for me. I could not fathom being my sister's best friend. Especially since most of the time I never really felt like her little sister.
By Tanisha Montgomery8 years ago in Families



















