Gone but Not Forgotten

Ishmael Beah was an innocent boy who enjoyed playing football, swimming in the streams, and even started a rap and dance group with his friends and older brother. The group discovered their love for rap music from old cassette tapes of O.P.P, Run D.M.C, and the Sugarhill Gang. Ishmael and Junior, along with their other friends cherished these few hip hop and rap cassette tapes. Ishmael constantly carried these couple tapes on him at all times. They choreographed dance routines and memorized all of the lyrics. The boys also entered a talent show in a close town. Ishmael, Junior, Talloi, and Mohamed have been singing and dancing to rap music since they first formed the group when Ishmael was only eight years old. They

War is a devastating event which tears nations apart, and causes death and pain in the hearts of the inhabitants. Whether it is the countries strong males being sent off into the battle zones, or the young children, war scars people. Soldiers are dehumanized, and lose all morals and sense of right and wrong. In the book Long Way Gone, Ishmael and his friends are dehumanized through the war because of the traumatic events they endure, and their time spent in solitude away from civilization; luckily, they were able to regain humanity through the love and hope provided from others.

The whole family was in tears, but we also knew we needed to continue on our way down south. Mother was most upset, she just wanted to hold him one last time but I was afraid to let her. Thinking it would make things worse, I refused to let her hold him.Then we held a makeshift funeral we laid him in the hole we had dug last night. From there we all spoke out and said what he meant to us and how we will miss him. Father then began filling in the whole. As he did so, we all had one big group hug. It will take all of us time to move forward but we will get there.

A baby deserves to experience and witness life’s beauties. If the mother tragically loses her life during childbirth, it is well worth it.

Also, sometimes a parent's love makes them unable to let go. I've seen so many parents put their needs above their infant's because they just can't bear to suffer the grief of losing a child. It's heartbreaking when you can see parents in total denial and you know that the end will come one way or another but they just can't accept it. I don't know if that's the case here or not, but it's certainly a possibility.

They bury it in the same place where the child will one day be buried after their life has ended in order to reunite the baby with its’ soul.

Gone, Gone, Gone is a book set on year after nine-eleven, with two main characters, Craig and Lio. They both live and go to school in Maryland, close to D.C. They met each other online before Lio moved to Maryland from New York, and are close friends in the beginning of the book. Craig has trouble sleeping and an addiction to taking care of his animals- four dogs, five cats, one bird, three rabbits, and a guinea pig. He constantly is confused about his feelings, and has had trouble sleeping since his boyfriend went off to a psychiatric facility.

Losing your child is probably the most heart pumping terrifying thing a parent could ever

It has been almost 3 years since he has passed and there is not a day that goes by in which I do not think of him. This really hit me hard and it took a while for me accept the fact that I will never get to see him again. From going through the experience of a loss I have learned that life can take you in a blink of an eye and that you need to make the most of it because you never know what is going to happen

Music and the sounds that surround us have a way of affecting us before we even enter this world. David Burrows, a music teacher at New York University explains this concept by saying “An unborn child may startle in the womb at the sound of a door slamming shut. The rich, warm cacophony of the womb has been recorded: the mother’s heartbeat and breathing are among the earliest indicators babies have the existence of a world beyond their own skin.” (Storr). This is something a person never outgrows. Whether we intend on it happening or not, the sounds by which we are surrounded affect our mental patterns. Nevertheless, music has the ability to help us heal emotionally and combat our current mental state.

Feelings of desperation and worry flourished my body as I watched my mother with tubes in her mouth getting rushed to the operating room. “Is mommy going to make it out alive?”. “Will I become an orphan?”. These are the exact thoughts that were running through my mind. In life one minute you could be decorating your Christmas tree and the other you're sitting in an uncomfortable chair of the

Countless women have a difficult time throughout pregnancy, a few even lose their child to a miscarriage or a stillborn, such as Rose of Sharon did. Sadly, my great-grandmother had a few miscarriages, as so have several other women. After talking to my grandmother, I have come to the conclusion that although they didn’t have the chance to watch their child experience life, they still love their child the same.

Weeks turned into months, the good news was always the best. It made me feel like i was on top of the world. But the sad part is to this day the don't know what is wrong with him. When they took him out of the coma he very slowly started to heel. They move him into a much large room and they didn't have to keep the lights off all the it was bright and fresh and it didn't have that sad tone to it. The first time walking into the his new room my heart exploded. He was sitting. His frail spain held him up, with support of a few pillows. I look over at my mom and just smiled. That was a special day Liam wasn’t aloud to eat food but we fed him ice cube which doesn’t sound like much but it was great to know that i could help him in anyway. He continued to become more healthy. My sister called my mom and told her that we will be having to have surgery to amputate hands fingers and its toes. that was the most horrid thing I've ever heard I was shocked. Soon my mom received another phone call it was my sister saying that the doctors have decided to move Liam into the burn unit. He stayed a couple of months in the burn unit. At that point the doctors still

Once, in the first week following his passing, I came through my front door and looked at the area where he would usually be sitting or lying. I called for him with the foolish notation that he would appear and come running to me. But of course, he did not. Then, I walked past his empty food bowls and tears started running down my face. It was a shattering reminder that he was gone and never coming back.

We all got into the car and immediately my sister was bombarded with questions. “Is he ok?”, “What happened?”, “Who is with him?” She answered each one to the best of her knowledge. She told us that his heart had stopped and started back up again, and that Mama (my Mom) and Papa (my Dad) were at the hospital with him. The car ride there was a very scary ride, because we were all so frightened by what had happened.