Once there was a girl. A girl that didn’t think she ever mattered. Sure‚ she had good parents and decent grades‚ but she never thought herself to be worth anymore than a plastic wrap on the ground. The girl isolated herself whenever she could‚ only speaking when it was required by her teachers. Even so‚ half the grade thought she was mute. She learned a fair amount of sign language to encourage the rumor‚ just so that more people would leave her alone. If anyone had truly paid attention to her
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My alarm interrupts my sleep. I jolt out of bed. My feet pad across my room; I blindly throw on my bathers and grab the usual apple and berry smoothy. I slowly jog out to the car‚ I see mum waiting with the headlights on‚ lighting my way‚ the warmth of the seats are nice in the early morning. We don’t speak on the way to the pool. When I take off my tracksuit I feel uncomfortable‚ I’m too bulky‚ my body is uncomfortable. My body glides through the water creating small ripples along the surface. The
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the ‘other’ sibling. I obviously lack the physical genetics which my brother and sister gained to my disadvantage. Being in my family is hard; not knowing which snide remark would come next towards my supposed unworthiness to sit at golden table for dinner. My father sitting at the head wearing his golden earpiece constantly on call‚ my brother opposite me with his short sleeved armour flexing silently so that I may always know that his physical dominance is ever present. My sister‚ constantly texting
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it could be heard in china. The town were very grateful for these two young boys‚ well‚ for the most part at least. Dan and Phil’s first day at school was quite interesting! They woke up‚ very excited for a new place‚ a new building. They got ready‚ put on their matching t- shirts and hopped into their parents flying car and made their way to school. At first‚ all of the children stared at the two like they were straight from a story book. The two boys walked by everyone slowly‚ And hiding his
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Where do I begin my name is angel my mother is Ellis and I have a 15 year old sister Luna . I have pale skin‚ black hair‚ and regular teenage human gothic/emo girl look. I had a best friend named tyler. Tyler was perfect in every way he had the best smile an adorable laugh and if you were down he would cheer you up with no problem. Last month tyler went missing nobody knew where he was none had a way to contact him because he left his phone at home and his wallet I wish he were still here it’s not
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Glare As I approached the empty table to make my case in front of the judge I suddenly felt like I had been kicked in the stomach. Was this a mistake? Should I have just taken the points on my license and called it good? Maybe I really was just a “reckless driver‚” I’m sure there are many people out there who would call me a reckless person in general. I was accurately dubbed with the nickname “Crash” in high school‚ not too many years earlier. I felt my fight or flight response kick in and I was just
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The day he left‚ I felt lost‚ broken‚ empty. Everything was going to be different. There would be no one to go fishing with on Sunday afternoons‚ no one to help me with my school work—not anymore‚ because he was leaving. Mother told us he would be okay and reassured us every night when we prayed together that he would come back. She said that when the train went whistling by next spring‚ he would be back in our arms‚ safe from all the chaos‚ away from the guns and bombs. We would be able to go fishing
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I lean forward‚ the tips of my fingers on the track‚ back foot at a ninety degree angle from the ground. My eyes dart towards the tree about a hundred metres away from where I am. Dad blows the whistle; a high-pitched squeal that echoes throughout the isolated park. I push my whole body forward with my back foot‚ and I’m at seventy percent of my full speed for the first sixty metres. The brown grass beneath me is soft and I’ve reached sixty metres now‚ and the once hidden beast inside me has
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Martin Crowe my eyes fixated on the following words‚ “Fear . That emotion I have fought all my life . Fear of rejection. Fear of unworthiness. Fear of failure. Fear of not moving forward. Fear of being dropped." Seeing and reading these words sent jitters down my spine and my head started reeling ‚ re-calling my experiences as a budding youngster in the gentleman’s game in all whites and a bright sun hat . I was like a new born calf trying to find his footing in this world ‚I was somewhat
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……… I leant forward and took a whiff of the delicate poison. Its pungent smell burnt my nostrils and made my eyes water. I could almost feel the scorching sensation of it trickling down my throat. The sky modelled my affection for the vile drink he held in his hand; a thick crimson cloud obscuring from my view what I sought - light. Another approach to my predicament seemed impossible. -“Come on then! Take a swig‚” said James. “It’ll be good for ya!” Of course I knew this was complete
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