The Causes Of Social Life

“I can’t do this anymore. I never know what to do or what to say, all because you’re always like...this.”

I walked away feeling like I was a complete failure and that I didn’t deserve to go on. On the way home my mother tried to talk to me, but, I put on my headphones and cried silently. Once we were home my father asked how it went. The tears that were in my eyes and they became more evident as my shoulders and chest were shaking and trembling. The only sound in the room was the sound of me crying and wailing. I started crumbling and falling to the ground and my mother and father rushed to my side. They held me until the tears came to a stop and a little bit afterwards

I’m really getting annoyed that this situation is going the way it is . . . Your life is NOT going to end. You’ll move on and I’ll move on. But, apparently, you don’t respect my decision . . . I NEVER wanted to end this like this, so hostile and cold . . . Hate me if you will. But you should remember that I could never hate you.

Stanley Eitzen decries the increasing loneliness that has come with advancement in technology and modernity. For instance, the writer asserts that the present day generation is socially inactive as compared to the past generations. Generally, the apparent isolation that people have found themselves in can be largely attributed to technology. Often times, people find themselves using their mobile phones and computers as opposed to engaging in personal face-to-face communications. In effect, this increases communication between individuals but largely reduces intimacy. Other than technology, the types of modern lifestyles that people have embraced have led to isolation, as people tend to live in social and racial settlements. The state of isolation, the author argues, has many disadvantages as it leaves individuals susceptible to unlawful organizations, such as terrorist groups and evil cults. I wholly conquer with these sentiments.

I closed my eyes, as I desired for the past to erase itself. The man whom I loved more than anyone I had ever cherished in such a profound sense verbalized an incident I never would have thought to occur. This man stated that his mother, a caring and troubled woman who I had been considered a daughter to, had slit her neck open with a kitchen knife to commit suicide.

“Stop apologising to me, you don’t need to, sweety” she consoles me with her soft, mesmerising voice.

“How could you even say that?! Are you implying that I don’t care about you or love you?! You KNOW damn well that isn’t true, I can’t even believe you’re saying this,” he snapped back.

Ashlee and I sat eating our food and talking before the sound of her sobbing overtook our conversation. This instantly made me uneasy, the fact that I had someone in so much distress made my food seem very unappealing. Making eye contact is where our conversation started. The first sentence she said to me was, “I’m sorry I am disrupting your meal, I’ll be out of here in a little bit, I’m going to go jump out on the road in front of a car¨. Not believing she is serious, all I could say was no, you don't need to do that. This obviously was not sufficient, because she was quite serious about killing herself. She noticed that her comment made us quite uncomfortable and began apologizing to us, I reassured her that she was no bother to me and Ashlee did the same, saying that was all it took for her to open up her life to us.

"Jer when I got here I was so angry and pissed off at everyone even to you. I scared off a lot of people. Even my own cousins kept me at a distance, didn't really want to get to know me they were just dealing with me because they had to. But you didn't owe me anything. You just wanted to be my friend. It took me months to believe you. You're the only reason people have given me a second chance. I'd probably still be sitting in the back of the cafe stabbing the wall with a knife if you weren't my friend. So yeah, thanks for

High School is a very stressful experience in most teenagers’ lives. High school gives us a very packed schedule as it is, but when you add an after school activity or a job on top of it, it seems as if we do not have time for much else.

I ran downstairs and found my father on the floor. My mom just stood there and did nothing. I... I killed them. I wasn't able to save them." My voice cracks and I start crying. Aaron moves closer slowly, he puts an arm around me and brings me in for a hug. I would never let someone do that, but right now I need a shoulder to cry on. He's warm and welcoming. "It's ok. Just let it out." "Honestly, how can I be ok. I'm alone now..." His response angers me. How can he say it's ok! He's not going through my pain. "You won't be alone. I promise. I'll help you." I'm startled by his words. I look up at him wide

Do you participate in sports? If so, you know that being in them takes a lot of time and dedication. Competing in a sport, no matter what sport it is, will also be stressful. Between all the time spent in practice, trading outside of practice, and games, many hours are put into that sport. To make it even more stressful, try to balance school work on top of all the practices, games, and training hours. Now, imagine being a college athlete. Trying to balance working out, practice time, games, homework and studying, and class time all while getting a good night of the recommended time of 8 hours of sleep is near impossible. These students make many sacrifices to play for their college. College athletes risk their bodies and safety, spend most

" Yeah.. What ever you say Mel.. Anyway I need to talk to you about something, but I want you to promise not to be mad.."

“Sorry to interrupt you, but you should just be grateful for having had the strength to make your own choices. You’ve got the strength to remain a fighter, so don’t let this quibble let you down. I may be self-righteous smug, on the other hand, I must admit that you’re an enterprising woman who has her feet so well put on this Earth’s soil. There have been times when I even envy you because everyone loves you for your work ethic and your accomplishments. I… I must apologize for being so difficult these past days. I apologize for stealing your money, it is yours not mine. I have no excuse for my behavior.”

I was always in flight, always running from my dad, and always scared of the unpredictability of tomorrow because of his determination to make my life miserable. His eyes would gleam as he sat me down to watch him choke and beat my mother; the more I cried the more he laughed. Among some of his worst addictions was his love of spitting at me as verbal attacks took turns with his saliva. I became numb to the way his chewing tobacco would cloud my eyes