The Novel ' Best Friend ' And ' Lorraine 's Tale '

Her ray of love has even brought six kids to this gorgeous state. She had four of them in a life span of six years from the age eighteen to twenty-four. Seven years later she had my sister Chrissy and nine years after that she had me. She would do anything to make this family shine brighter and has shown me to do the same. Her love and affection

she is unlike in her age. She really fits the title as the eldest daughter because she does all the

She has of course always brightened up our lives. You never did learn to turn lights off did you. She always complained that she had nothing to wear, but managed to fill six wardrobes and most of the floor with it. Funny that now she has her own house she is really house proud. Anyway she always dressed to kill, and cooked the same way. Only joking, we have had some lovely meals at your house.

She was also a very caring woman. She cared for people even when she was very ill. She was always caring for everyone and everything that she came upon that needed help she always managed to get through everything

The moment I fell in love with Selena Quintanilla, I was watching her movie recreating her life story. I was around the age of 6 or 7 when I first saw the movie on television on the anniversary of her death. Even though it has been over 20 years since her passing, every year without a doubt the movie is played and I’m watching it. I clearly remember after watching the movie for the first time, I listened to her music 24/7. Dreaming of you has always been my favorite song from her. Her soft voice, almost like a lullaby always helped me think of all the important people in my life. Even though the lyrics are about love, when I was younger it was more of a deeper level of love about my family. I listened to it numerous nights outside in the

who had many struggles in her life. However, regardless of her faults she strived for

stayed strong even through the times that were tough. And final she lived on to tell our

memories she had with her, and her grandma was the only one that accepted the

Although my grandmother was a young child during this time, she still remembers the music very vividly, but what she remembers most was her mother always singing along with the radio and dancing around the house as she performed her household chores. Bing Crosby also was a whistler and her mother could also whistle any tune just as good as he did. She passed this happiness and love for music on to my grandmother. As a matter of fact, both of my grandmother’s grandmothers passed on that love of music to her as well.

Having a twin helped and hurt me; the challenge that impacted me was my independence or lack of. She was always there. We were in the same classes, had the same interests, played the same sport, had the same friends, worked at a job together, and

Even after her brother had died he helped her find words and really opened her up to a whole new

She was a congenial individual who loved art and who was passionate about helping others. She was an active and dedicated member of the local art club and often volunteered at the art

Weird fiction is a hot topic of debate in the world of genres. Some people feel like weird fiction could be easily classified as a sub genre to horror or supernatural fiction; while others argue that the conventions of weird fiction are so unique, that it’s substantial enough to be classified as a genre of its own. What 's unique about stories in weird fiction, according to the VanderMeers (editors of The Weird: A Compendium of Strange and Dark Stories) is “Because The Weird is as much a sensation as it is a mode of writing, the most keenly attuned amongst us will say ‘I know it when I see it,’ by which they mean ‘I know it when I feel it…” In regard to this, weird fiction is supposed to make its audience question if the seemingly fixed laws of our universe are truly fixed. As a result, a key point in weird fiction is to explore these unfixed laws, to go beyond what is ordinary to us, to understand what is unknown. That 's where the chilling and uneasy aspect of weird fiction comes in. In exploring this unknown realm, there are things that we may not want to understand—wish we didn’t understand. However, as audiences of these weird stories, we have complete freedom as to whether or not we want to accept this unforsaken fate or turn a blind eye and carry on in our normal world. In order to further push along weird fiction in its quest to becoming its own genre, as authors, my group members and I wrote a story that we feel falls into this genre of

My grandmother, Esther Turner, has impacted my life in more ways than just simply being there for me, as a grandmother. She’s much more than that, in my eyes. Being the eldest of three, I’ve always taken on more responsibility as the older sister. It was my job to show my little brother and sister which paths were safe to take in this wild, confusing maze called life. At times, I felt like a mother myself, and at a young age, I found myself slightly intimidated by all the responsibilities that were laid on my shoulders. The main person I could talk to freely and openly, without judgment, was my grandmother. We have always been able to speak to each other about any and everything, nothing was off limits. That’s what I think brought us so close, the fact that she accepted me entirely for the person I presented to her.

She understood perseverance and the importance of people and she carried on against all odds. The last time I spoke to her, she knew exactly who I was, despite