Emetophobi A Short Story

At twenty-two years old my younger-self had previously pictured me in an entirely different place. I never imagined living in Texas, I’m originally from Chicago, and that’s where I thought I would reside. I thought I’d be graduated from college already, but fate had a different plan. And never in a million years did I think I would become a drug addict; but I am, and you know what? It’s been the best thing that has ever happened to me, it’s something I’m truly thankful for now. See, all the things listed above may seem like negative things if you look at them from an outside perspective; however to me, they’ve changed me in ways I never thought possible just six months ago. Multiple circumstances have led me to this point, but a few stick

I suppose it’s time to start from the beginning. As a young child, I--Fx71, a genius-- was resented by my community. In my people’s culture, there is a prophecy that says “He who is born after our planet’s destruction, is a sign of change to come”. When my people’s greed overtook the planet, they were forced out and were sent onto a ship--to roam forever and ever--into the depths of space. My birthday was exactly 24 hours after my planet’s end, and my family took it very hard, because what sign could be good after something so bad. After being fully convinced that I was a bad omen, the whole ship crew segregated me and forced me to do tasks unfit for any of the crew from our ship. After years of doing the hard work and slowly making acquaintance with the elders of my ship, I finally landed a job in the power room. Even then i was given the hard jobs where I would have to crawl into the small corners to release the pistons that powered our ship. My small and slender figure

In the beginning of the day, the tug of war in my mind has started. I feel like I should always know what to do with myself and others, but at the end of the day I’m 18. It can be troubling and scary to be so beyond my years. I constantly find myself giving people, many times to whom is older than me, life advice. I find more pressure put on me by my family, my boss and myself. This pressure all started when I had to grow up quickly and, for a few years raised myself. When things in my life starting to get eventful was in third grade when my mom got remarried. This marriage didn't even have a honeymoon phase, and did not last long. Five years later, my mom and I were living from house to house out of one suitcase. She was deteriorating for the next few years. My first day of

Life normally doesn’t go the way you plan when you’re young. When I was little, I figured that when I was at the age of graduation I would be totally prepared to go off my own. As I sit and think about the topic of how my life is going, several thoughts pour into my mind. First, I think of how lucky I am. The past two years could’ve changed my life because of bad health. Through weeks and months of hospitals stays and hours spent in the doctor’s office and in the emergency room, I’ve come out lucky and I have almost returned to good health. Second, I think of those friends who I thought would be there for my whole life that are no longer a part of my life. I also look to the people who I never thought would be there by my side and realize

As I revisit my past, I realize that every decision I made created a rough road for my passage into adulthood. I became a waitress at 15 years old; which at that time was considered the second most stressful job in America, the first being Air Traffic Controller. Additionally, I quit school at 16 years old; needing more time to be able to support myself. Moreover, I began a relationship with a man that was ten years older than me. These three major decisions in my life created complicated life options in my adult life. For instance, when I turned 44 years old, being a server severely damaged my back; causing me to endure back surgery; thus, giving me few career choices until I can retire. Lastly, my selection in a mate resulted in having a baby; which changed every aspect for the rest of my

My name in this physical form is Cyrus, I won't express the usual teen nonsense drama in this essay. I will express myself 100% whether you like it or not. At one point in my life I hit rock bottom dark as can be, but I changed. Now one of my ultimate lifetime goal is to better help humanity. One way of helping humanity is mastering myself or become a better spiritual being. Because I am apart of the human race. I am working on this by eating healthy(veganism), taking care of the earth, quitting drugs and drinking, meditation, fasting ,and mainly fixing the flaws I have within my soul. One day I would love to have a piece of land, open up my own Retreat where I can heal people of any kind of diseases, and help them to better their souls. This

After a valiant attempt of fighting cancer, my mother passed away. As for many before me, it was a difficult transition to endure. Yet, her words still resound in my soul. She told me to live my life without any regrets. There is only one area of my life that I regret. I regret not achieving my educational dreams, goals, potential. My transcript as the track record of my educational journey fails in comparison to my life journey. I am a responsible and hardworking person. I have worked for Grossmont Union High School District for over 27 years. I have been happily married for over 23 years with two sons in college. I have had the privilege of being the care provider for my family members. I am a survivor of my own medical issues and surgeries. I will continue to give all my energy to supporting my family, church and community. I have given “A” work in the classes that I have completed, since my freshman year. I have always put everyone else first in my life. If I could do it all over again, they would still be first. I have done a lot of things in my life. However, I have to do this for me. I am not just older, but healthier and wiser. If given the opportunity, I have to attain my

I have always been afraid of people even when I was younger and in primary school I had this irrational fear. I hated school because of it. School was mortifying for me and I would cry, but I would cry before any of the other students arrived. I think I was afraid of my own emotions back then and I still am, but i’m trying to walk one step at a time across that imaginary bridge of fears I have. I don’t think i’m anywhere close to fully crossing it yet, it’s like I take two steps forward and one step back. Now that i’m in highschool, I realise that I have to get across, and soon because if I don’t get across I’ll fall to my doom. Everyday the ropes holding the bridge up are unraveling, I know I must move fast, but I feel as though my fears outweigh my confidence. But, I have been challenging myself and taking just one small step at a time to cross the bridge of fears. I wear clothes that have colors and patterns, anything that I like I have forced myself to wear it because it’s who I am and I can express myself. It has taken me awhile to realize that it’s okay to be yourself and express who you truly

My name Is Daniel Ruiz and I think a lot. People often judge me because of my tattoos and my appearance. I’ve had a lot of questions circling my brain as of late. Who am I? Who will my daughter become? Does everything happen for a reason? Yet here I am standing in front of you, sharing my life’s story. I’ve had an amazing run and I really hope it can inspire you to help make a change.

In my youth, I was like every other child, completely oblivious to the world round me and the hatred it contained. I was a happy little girl who was a little to clingy to her mother, all though that didn’t last long. I have no memory of my dad between the ages 2-4 considering he was never home. I had quite an imagination so I was always daydreaming which gives me trouble today considering I can’t remember what of my early childhood was real. My parents split when I was two so I don’t have much of a concept of how my parents’ relationship was, although now I’ve come to know that it wasn’t at all good.

I’m the representation of how I was treated and taught, what I witnessed and heard, and lastly, when and where I was when all this happened as I was a child. However, as a growing individual I am aware that more life changing experiences along with reckless moments will shape out who I will be in the near future and forevermore. Be that as it may, I still, like any other, become nervous and anxious at the thought of them. Yet I do my greatest to prevail in the end, and so far I have with the help of my interests, skills, and motivation combined which I consider makes me be a strong fit to be a Schuler

People, and the world, are scary things and there’s nothing more comforting than safely standing by and watching someone else take the lead. I was a follower, as some would say. However, standing proudly as president of my senior class and many other organizations, I don’t give a second thought on whether I should be the one to take the lead in a group project or take charge with a fundraising event. Over the last four years of my young life, I have realized that there are too many opportunities to pass up because my face turns a vibrant red when placed in front of a crowd and therefore looking back at my younger self, I find it funny and amazing at how much I’ve developed into such a confident and courageous woman. I have not only witnessed my friends, family and idols grow into wonderful people, but I’ve found myself achieving things that I never believed possible. Getting a job, searching for scholarships, and applying to colleges I’ve never heard of before but have now set my heart on going to seemed like a story of someone else's life. However thanks to my family, friends, counselors and teachers, I know that whatever is set to come my way in the future is an obstacle very possibly to overcome. I’m afraid of what lays ahead of me and I’m excited at the same

I have lived all of my life in, Durham New Hampshire. There are so many beautiful things about the town I grew up in: the leaves change to brilliant oranges, yellows, and reds in autumn. In the winter, a blanket of white covers the suburban homes and small pizza shops. By the time June comes, most of the college students from the university have left. It is peaceful without them walking to classes, and playing volleyball on the yards in front of fraternity and Sorority houses. It gets lonely without them, and it seems eerily quiet without their chatter on the green lawns in front of dorms.

I will not let this take my life away from me, i wont let it win. I have thoughts that are powerful and sometimes little thoughts can be big worries and before you know it, they’re controlling the way you feel and the things you do. But throughout those little worries come my big thoughts and life experiances. Throughout highschool ive realized that i can’t have this control me, i can’t sit and worry my whole life. What fun would that be right? Ive learned to cope and deal and i really hope people will be able to start to understand it and see what alot of people go through