Tears poured down my face. The tears won’t stop I thought they would never stop. I laid there at night wishing someone would know. Anyone. Someone. But no one ever knew the truth because I didn’t know where they would send me‚ or what would happen to me. Then my alarm clock blared reminding that I had to go to school. I didn’t even sleep at all. But it’s been like that for days. It’s 6 AM time for school. Great‚ another day of pretending like everything’s okay. I put on a bright smile and pretend
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A façade on my face that hid a dark‚ a pain and nightmares filled‚ black hole that was killing me in the inside‚ one day just cracked and the demons of self harming and suicide broke loose in my room. I grabbed a sharp object‚ went to the end of my bed‚ slashed my flesh‚ believing the drained red blood released from my body and dropped was the trauma that came from constant family issues and school bullying. I was a vulnerable mouse trying to run away from the pernicious black cat who had me by the
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On February 9th‚2016‚ I was told that I would be expecting my first child. The moment was surreal for me. I never expected to be in a situation as such as a sophomore in college. My life was no longer my own‚ it was being shared by a small human growing inside me. However‚ reality soon set in. I began to realize I wouldn’t have the fairytale pregnancy that every girl dreams of. I did not have the supportive partner that everyone needs in a situation such as this. As a sophomore in college‚ I could
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not have a cure. Luckily‚ I was spared the memory of being diagnosed‚ but I often wonder what it would be like if I had been diagnosed later in life. I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes‚ an autoimmune disease that affects the body’s ability to manufacture a hormone called insulin. I have to prick my finger four times a day to get a blood sample to test my blood sugar‚ which wasn’t easy as a toddler at first‚ but eventually I became used to it. From the time I was two till when I was five‚ I had
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the early summer heat with absolute admiration as I watch my mom walk across the stage. Like thousands of others across the United States‚ I wait with the hundreds of other family members waiting to honor their survivors at Relay for Life as they make their way to the microphone to proudly state their names. When I was just a month old‚ my mother became very ill. After days of being sick‚ she was finally rushed to the emergency room in my small town and from there she was sent to the Medical Center
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Sitting in the freezing rain on a December afternoon wondering what I did so wrong to be thrown out of my house. I look into the puddle that was formed due to the accumulation of the rain. As I lean forward to look into it all I see is a reflection of a child that was misunderstood and used his entire life. This child was me. While many children had a childhood filled with laughter and friends; this was not the case with mine. As a child that grew up with no friends; a person would perceive me
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At a very young age I learned I was only good at a very select number of things. I failed miserably at soccer‚ and my experience on the kindergarten basketball team was nothing short of catastrophic. I was far from the avid reader I am today and have needed a tutor in math since I learned how to multiply. It wasn’t that I was particularly bad at all of these things‚ but I used to be so remarkably unambitious that I couldn’t bring myself to commit to anything long enough to become good at it. That
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the next level of becoming an independent individual. More opportunities that can change your life forever. Everyone goes to college‚ because they want that degree to have a good job that makes them money. For me‚ college brings me a chance of change. I never saw myself trying my best in college. I guess it could be of that fact I don’t have much confidence in myself. This is my first year of college‚ my second semester. The most successful I ever felt was taking Personal Growth 140. That class helped
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game to me. Soccer has been consuming my time‚ thoughts‚ and body since my parents signed me up for small-time recreational soccer twelve years ago that developed into extremely competitive travel soccer. They‚ perhaps unknowingly‚ threw me headlong into a life of traveling countless miles‚ long nights of practice‚ and an unforgettable amount of tears‚ sweat‚ and bloodshed. All which persisted over the course of my extensive soccer career. Before you judge my parents for their oppressiveness‚ hear
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With tears running down my face in a sloppy manner I asked “Will I ever be able to have kids‚” a question no sixth grade girl should ever have to ask. When I was twelve I had a cyst that flipped my ovary around with its weight‚ the doctor said she may need to remove my entire ovary. Being a silly pre-teen at the time‚ with no formal sexual education class‚ I had no idea one ovary was all you needed. Since then I’ve been diagnosed with endometriosis and the threat of infertility has been all too
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