The Big News: A Short Story

I grew up an only child, without a brother or sister to look up to. Although I have a large family with many cousins, they all go home after the party. Then I would be alone, but that was all before I found my Friends.

One day, Corpus Christi, Texas in 2017, a young girl named Macie was going home from taking a walk down South Padre Island. Her dad Ej was at work just coming home.

Being different is lonely, no one likes to admit this, but it’s true. You can be in a group of ten of your really good friends, but feel completely alone. I’m an only child because my mother has chronic anxiety and was proclaimed mentally unfit to have any more children by her doctor because of this I have no siblings and no one to communicate with at home, due to the lack of communication with peers my age I eventually developed social anxiety and became a loner that had no friends. The first time I truly understood how this made me different was when I transferred to a new high school. While walking from the train station to my new school my parent’s words popped into my thoughts, “A new beginning, a new chance to make a new name for myself”, this was what my parents had been nagging me about for the past week, but to me it just seemed like tedious work, making new friends and social anxiety didn’t go well with each other.

“Well, I’m sure your mom would explain if…” he trailed off, looking toward my house.

“Exactly!” My dad gave me a classic wink and walked swiftly out of the room. I pulled the covers straight over my head and rocked myself to sleep only thinking about my dad and how he’s

"Jae, you talk to her. You're more calm," my dad, tried to, whisper into my my mom's ear.

My mother worked nights and I went to school in the day, so we did our own thing most of the time. Things were easy and we were happy, until we had to move. When my nephew was three weeks old, we found out that my sister couldn’t handle him due to her mental disabilities. We decided to take him in and

Some of you know I had a very bad car accident less than a month ago. Our car was totaled, and I was lucky/blessed I came out of it walking, not a broken bone. But it was still a violent impact that left me in a lot of pain, soreness and visible huge bruises in different parts of my body. The part of my body that received the biggest hit, and is still the sorest, is my left shoulder/arm (thank God I’m right-handed). I know He, and all my angels, watched over me, as they always do; and I returned home that same night to my family.

I turned m to look at my mother and father. "Mom, dad, have you too talked to Chanel by any chance," I asked them.

“Well, you’re gonna go to sleep, while I try to contact mom.” Dad said, focusing on the phone in his hands.

“Sweetie, I really think that we should talk about this. Can we come in?” It was my mom’s voice. I let them in and climbed into bed.

Americans as a whole are in denial because America isn’t the greatest country in the world anymore. From the article “ U.S. students’ academic achievement still lags that of their peers in many other countries” by Drew Desilver show the drastic differences that each country focuses on. This shows that America isn't focusing on education is more focus on spending more on defense budget which is more than all the countries combined. This is important to understand because the U.S priorities aren't focusing on the betterment of the next generation through education.It seems the reason why many people don’t question the defense budget is that they are scared that something like 9/11 will happen again or wars will be on American soil. People need to start realizing that education is one of the ways that we will get some type of peace around the world, education allows us to have a greater understanding of the situations that our country or world is facing. This help finds an efficient solution, ability to have their own opinion and to understand to pros & cons.

When I was four years old, my mother and father got divorced, although he didn't live with us since I was two. At the time, my brother was only eight. Being a single parent is a hard enough job in itself but my mother also worked full time.

My parents came next to me and my mom said with a soft voice " were going to get

“Oh this is going to be a very interesting game, isn’t it!”, my dad said calmly looking at my mom, who had been sitting on the floor.