I Believe About True Love

William Shakespeare says in Romeo and Juliet that their relationship was full of woe and pain. Love should not be full of pain. According to Rabbi David Wolpe from Time.com, “Love should be seen not as a feeling but as an enacted emotion. To love is to feel and act lovingly” (Rabbi David Wolpe 3). Wolpe is saying that not only do you need to be emotionally in love with the person, but you should also act lovingly which means that an abusive relationship is not love. Romeo and Juliet had the emotional side of

We wake up at 8 a.m. and head to the airport, as soon as we get there we get on a plane for three and a half hours. It is 9 a.m. when we arrive, I notice that we live in one of the main parts of California, LA. Luckily it's only Friday and I don't have to start school until Monday. So on saturday I wake up and decide to go out for coffee by myself. As I am walking I receive a text from my mom and at that moment I bump into someone and fall. I get up and and see a cute guy standing in front of me, I go to say sorry but he speaks first “Watch where you're going!” He exclaimed as he walked away. I didn't even bother to stop for coffee I wasn't in the mood after that unfriendly

It was the day of April 13, 2000. I woke up at exactly 12 o’clock because my boyfriend was to pick me up at 1 like we planned the night before. The day looked quite nice, but I was in a fowl mood. I got into a car accident the night before and had a huge argument with my parents about the car. I finally dragged myself into the shower and got ready in half an hour. Then I went downstairs, sat on my couch, and repeatedly told myself the day would hopefully turn out better than last night. At around 1:15, my boyfriend came to pick me up. We took the 5 freeway to the 57 since it was the only way I knew how to get there. As we approached the 134 freeway, my girlfriend veered to the right,

It was the last last few days of summer before I started my Sophomore year of high school. My freshman year I applied and ran to be Sophomore class president, and I won. Before the start of school SGA (Student Government Association) had the responsibility to welcome and show new students around the school. While showing and bonding with new students I meet two new sophomores students named Ethan and Olivia. Ethan was a very attractive young man who was six feet and had nice dark hair, that was swooped to the right. Olivia on the other hand was a very short and pale girl who had orange hair that was very thin. Olivia and I both found Ethan to be attractive, Olivia made it known to me that she liked Ethan. It was the first day of school and

Most believe finding love is more valuable than their own independence. In most cases that could be true, but if the one you are seeking and expecting love from is not treating you with respect, how is love more important? The journey of finding love could be a great one but if deep down inside you are aware of your unhappiness, then YOUR independence should be what matters. Zora Neale Hurston’s message with the theme of Love & Relationships vs. Independence is to never rush into finding love until you are ready. Your independence may bring you happiness that you may not be able to have while in a relationship.

The sun rising and birds chirping, a fresh a breath air consumed my lungs. It was the start of my junior year at Coral Park Sr. High, and I was ready to enjoy my year with old friends and maybe have a girlfriend. As I pass through classmate and teachers outside the classroom; going up the main stairs in the back of the school entrance, I was interrupted by a wonderful fruity smell. As I turned to see what aroma lured me, suddenly I bumped my head and fell off the stairs. Once I realize what happen, I quickly ran up to the girl and held her hand; her hair was covering her face at that time so I didn’t pay so much attention. Ring! Ring! Ring! The bell rung and I was late. I apologize to her and told her that I would invite

The lousy football team was losing again. My date Jean or whatever, and I were getting cold and it started snowing, so we left during halftime. As we were walking back, Jane looked cold and I went to put my arm around her. She shook it off and gave me the phoniest look you ever saw. When we reached the Pencey Prep building, I told Jane to go wait in the annex while I went upstairs real quick. Before my date with her, I need my roommate's houndstooth jacket.

It was Sunday afternoon it was warm and nice out and you could smell the flowers. The trees finally getting their colour back after the long winter. I had just gone and gotten ice cream for my family at Dream Hut. We lived right across from the street so it was easy just to walk over. After I dropped the ice cream off I was walking towards Evin’s house but they decided that they wanted to go get ice cream too. So we were walking back and Evin kept complaining about how my shirt wasn’t school appropriate and that I needed to put a hoodie on. It got to the point where I gave Frank my bag and put his hoodie on and looked at Evin while raising my eyebrows at him. He just smiled back and said, “Thank you very much.” I sighed and walked

It was a cold winter day. I was just trying to keep warm in my living room as I took another sip of hot chocolate. Christmas was just around the corner and we had everything all set up: our lights, our tree, and hot chocolate for at least a month. My mom and I have a tradition of watching christmas specials every night of December, while my dad watches sports in the basement. It’s the same movies and shows every year, but it’s nice spending time with my family.“Scrooged” with Bill Murray was the movie playing. I’ve always been a fan of Bill Murray and the movie was great, but I had homework to do. I migrated to my room where I got comfortable, turned on some christmas music, plugged in my christmas lights, and started my essay. I had to write an opinion piece for journalism. My teacher wants me to write for the newspaper so i really wanted to do well. After about an hour I finished, and was ready to finally go to bed. I jumped into bed and curled up in my blankets. I heard a loud crash come from my closet. “Something probably just fell,” I

Jane and Nhi was at an app. Dinner was delicous sphaghitti. Jane and Nhi got home. They ate dinner whileI went upsatirs to do my stuff since I ws done eating. Upstairs I played my guitar and rewrote my thing in my writing journlal for school. I changed into a peom. Inside of the random stuff I wrote down I made a poem called Unforgettable and Wonders.Around 6:45 Nhi wanted me to go on a bike ride. We did we biked around to Devinere Farms park and then by the Kishuwakee River. Only a little because it was getting dark and the sun already set it was just a few clear clouds left. We stopped to take lots of pictires. We got home at 7:45. Jane and My were watching Big Brother,that game show is on 3 day in a week. Anyways,I went upstairs to hang out with Nhi. I bought in my writers journal to decorate it. I ended up reading the older magaiznes other then cutting it out. I didn’t have ideas in my head and was about to gie up afte only finding a skittles founing,a cute dog chewing a ball and flowers. Then,I saw this horizantal picture of a Hollywood sunset. It was for Hollywood stars but I jut cut that

There were plenty of snacks on the kitchen table, and I ate guacamole for the first time there. Clara’s high school friends were very easy to talk to, and it was easy to laugh along to their jokes. We had a little video game tournament and a big arm wrestling competition, before we decided to light a bonfire. The fire was hot in the 50 degree night air, and unnecessarily radiant under the unusually bright moon. As a group, we spent the majority of our time outside seated in assorted lawn chairs while burning s’mores and weenies over the fire. There was a customized playlist playing in the background that I complimented Clara on. She was very flattered and shared it with me, urging me to add any songs that I thought needed to be in there. Clara also handed me her camera so that I could take pictures and document her birthday party. I felt like Adam Elmakias for a bit. Clara’s high school friends started to burn fruit in the bonfire for the sake of burning fruit. Those pictures are

It all began with a simple phone call one night after dinner. “Anna,” my father hollered up the stairs, “it’s for you. Sam is home, and he sounds excited.” As I bolted down the stairs to pick up the phone, I was thrilled. Sam was finally back from his college visit in Florida. He was unexpetantly coming over, and I had ten minutes to get ready. I raced back up the creaky wooden stairs, almost tripping on my socks. The minty toothpaste burned my lips while I hauled up my messy makeup bag from under the sink. I blended and brushed as fast as I could until I ruled it was good enough. I picked out a basic fall dress with a auburn floral print. My heart raced as I heard his car pull into the driveway. I immediately grabbed my jacket and ran outside

I ran as fast to my house and looked inside my closet to see what to wear and, I couldn't find anything so, I went to a expensive store to by myself a dress so I could impress him he is my first really crush, in México all the boys wouldn't ask you on dates they usually just rapes us and abuses us. So I am hoping this guy is not the same because I feel like I can trust him. The night was over I was ready for our first date and, I got ready so he wouldn't wait on me I saw him and my hand was shaking I breath in and out I said.

October twelfth of my freshman year, I woke up thinking it would be a normal day. I planned on going over to my friend Alex’s house that night with a few other people; we planned on having a bonfire that night. Saturday morning, I went through my usual routine, and I decided to go over to Alex’s house around six o’clock p.m., surprisingly I wasn’t the first person there. About twenty others had been there for a while apparently, when I arrived everyone was in the front, some playing basketball, others sitting and talking, and some even

I had a classmate that I admired she was smarter than the rest of us and would have been valedictorian had not she met an unusual fate while dating the wrong guy. Love is good to you and very kind to you. It does not call you names, it does not slap, hit or punch you. Love does not insist on sleeping with you before marriage and rapes you if you refuse. Love which is G-d is honorable, compassionate, considerate, protective, and competent. Love won 't give you an experimental drug, or hang you out of a window that is four stories high, or keep you out late when they know you need to focus and concentrate in the morning on your job. Ladies when someone does not protect you ... uses profanity in your presence, calls you bad names, physically fights you and/or puts you in harm’s way ... they are not in love with you! You do not need to love that person either. Anyway, she never returned to finish her classes. I was afraid that I was going to see her father at the graduation. Why? Because we had dated many years prior; yes, I was that old ... going back to school. But, there have been only two men in my life who have basically told me that I was not "good enough" for them. And that 's right he was a Psychology Grad student and he lied about dating a woman in Tennessee, which incidentally he was engaged too. He lied about being married, told me he was divorced. He took me to McDonald’s until he found out that I like Benny at the plant where he worked.