Ali Farley 1308 words
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All Confused by Ali Farley I wake up gagging on tubes that were shoved down my throat. Where am I? A chubby brunette, dressed in blue scrubs with happy-faced suns all over them, scrambles over to take the tubes out. “Oh my goodness! Welcome back,” she cheers with a smile going from ear to ear. “You’ve been out for quite awhile. Do you remember who you are? Can you tell me your first and last name?” “Etha-” I slap my hands over my mouth. That wasn’t my voice. Was that even me speaking? Maybe I didn’t actually say anything
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My mom brought in my old jeans and my favorite Star Wars T-shirt. I slipped on the T-shirt and felt it stretch over my new boobs. The jeans wouldn’t fit over my butt so I had to tie the stupid hospital gown around my waist. This is a complete disaster. How am I supposed to find clothes that actually fit with these things?
Tiffany’s parents walked in the room and couldn’t help but smile. Her mom pulled out some leggings and a really long white Lakers jersey. Great. I love sportsball. Hitting balls into baskets to score a goal is so much fun.
“This would look better,” Tiffany’s mom sniffled. “Unless you really want to wear that.”
“No, I’ll take real clothes. Thank you.” The shirt still didn’t fit quite right and I didn’t like how the leggings were skin tight. I never thought about how uncomfortable girls clothing could be. “I can bring you more of her clothes so you don’t have to get a whole new wardrobe. I know how expensive clothes can be and I wouldn’t want Tiffany’s clothes to just go to waste. I’ll run home to pack you some and meet you at your house. See you later.” The entire ride home Mom couldn’t stop talking about how thankful she was that I was alive and what not. I didn’t know what to do. Everything would be so different. Are my friends still going to be my friends? My girlfriend… “Mom, I need my
“I want to buy something really bad, but I think the best thing to do is to give the money to the lady for the store to have a little money left.” Meg said.
A biggest problem for every lady- muffin top. Muffin top could be due to your tight underwear that make your belly bulge out and make you look not so adorable. But we provide you solution for this, you can go for high cut panties or high waist panties that would vanish off the muffin top and make you look fit and fabulous. Always go for a size bigger panties so that the waistband is not too tight to create a muffin top.
The ride there was going to take me all night. When I got on the bus and left I got a text from my ex- girlfriend. We got into a horrible argument and I told her I never wanted to see her again. I told her that I was going to be homeless with no one to help me out, but I told her I had a plan and all that. I was broken hearted again. I wanted to cry but I couldn’t because I was around to many people.
"Who are you ??" I spoke ,well at least tried to .But no sound come out of my mouth .Now that i looked at these
During the drive to Cupertino Middle School, my mom was talking about how much she hated the traffic, when she would pick me up, did I have everything, and try to make some new friends.
Due to events in schools across the country, leggings have taken a sharp turn in dress code history. As females continued to wear leggings to school, parent organizations and administrations began to rethink their dress codes. Leggings, which are fitted stretch pants commonly made of spandex, cotton, or polyester, were the center of debate in many schools. They are considered pants, but are sometimes mistaken for tights, or pantyhose. Tights can also be referred to as leggings, but the terms are not interchangeable. Tights are often too revealing, however, leggings are not. Although schools consider leggings to be inappropriate, female students deserve the right to wear them to school because they shouldn’t be the cause of distraction to males, are a form of self-expression, and do not affect education.
Later, while I’m still thinking about my mom's news, I went to the football game and had a good time with my friends. One of my best friends had known about what had happened with my mom, and she was there to support
The time she came home from Arizona, is the time I realized – my mom was sick, like really sick. She went from my happy, energetic mom, to someone so skinny she didn't have the energy to get out of bed some days. My state of denial started to weaken and weaken. What happens at this point? What do I think? What do I do? Letting go of the fact that my mom isn't going to get better was the hardest part. The mom that I love and cherish, the mom that has raised me to be the woman I am today, the mom that taught me right from wrong, the mom that loved me isn't going to be here anymore? I don't think so...at least, I didn't want to think so. But that's it, I had to. All the time I had to think, because what else are you supposed to do? My mom was dying and I couldn't do anything about
“Not so fast. I’m no math wizard, but an armful of clothing doesn’t exactly equal a single dress,” Eira said smugly, “We’ve still gotta get you a lot more clothes. How about this? I’ll give you free reign of this area, and you can pick out anything you want as long as it’s brighter than navy. I’ll go and grab some things that you might like, and we’ll regroup in about an hour and a half at the
but was not too tight. The tan sheer bra could not be seen through the
He hummed a yes. "It's been a long time since I heard or said my name."
As I sat there and went through all of these massive piles of clothing, it made me realize that I was very fortunate to be lucky enough to have so many different options of clothing to choose from when I was little, even though we were so rough on them.
Learning that everyone’s time is precious and we should live every moment alongside the people we love the most, because we’ll never be too sure when they’re going to leave us. Till this day it still doesn’t feel real, I keep telling myself that one day she’ll be back and everything will be ok. She was the heart and soul of our family where we all would gather at Thanksgiving time or just on a regular day. Her home was always full of joy and excitement but now it’s full of loneliness and darkness. She is gone now, to a new home, a home called
It was a normal day, after school we got a text to come straight home right, no big deal right? I walked up the steps, dreading every step I took because she’s going to make me do dishes or something. I’m going to have to do a set of chores before I can leave again, normal day like I said. Little did I know, I would dreaded this day a lot more than expected. Once I seen the look on her face, I knew it wasn’t just dishes. She began to tell us to not be scared ,but she won’t be here for long. She has cancer and with only six months to live. I was in disbelief, shocked and all I could think is “how could you leave me like this?”, selfish right? I remember going down the stairs to sit in her car ,but she was too sick to drive, therefore, it would become mine. I sat there replaying a new Eminem CD over and over and over. So this is the beginning of a life-changing experience, your sweet 16 is supposed to be the best year of your childhood. Unfortunately, I will forever remember my 16 as the last year I kissed my mom , the last year I got to tell her something about my day and the last year she made me do dishes.
“Yes, now we may go,” Mom said so calmly as she looked around our home one last time. “I’m gonna miss this place.” Gus walked up to our mom and pulled her into a tight hug. “It’s gonna be ok, Mom.” He told her, trying to calm her down, but I could see the tears in her eyes. “Mom, don’t cry,” I tried to sound concerned, but I really wanted to go. This will be both mine and my brothers first time out of this boring old cloud. As I went in to join our small family hug, my mom pushed me away. “Oh, don’t act like you care about me. All you want is to go down there and leave your old mom behind, so don’t start acting like you love me. Well- Well, may- maybe you should just go. No need for a big goodbye, you know all I did was raise you and cared for you. I did all that and I didn’t even