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It's actually pretty nice talking to Mark; we had talked for a few good long minutes after he woke me up. Then he took me over to the examination room again. Why did he wait so long to take me to the examination room? Did he really want to talk to me, or was he just trying to pass some of the time? I decided it was to pass the time, because it got boring in this place. He was nice to talk to me though, and it made me happier to have someone to talk to. And he got me to laugh, I haven't laughed for

It was the first of June. The sun was shining brightly and there was the flavor of joy, happiness, and vacations in the air. I breathed it and truly felt how my body overwhelmed with the freedom and desire to move the mountains in the pursuit of great vacations. I planned my summer holidays during the whole year, and I knew for sure that it had to be a marvelous time spent with friends, ocean, sunshine, fresh fruits, and disco parties. My mother has changed everything that day. She decided that charity

TUESDAY This Tuesday is entirely different from the time I was born. Rather than passing by without much happening, this Tuesday starts the beginning stages of recovery. This Tuesday is the hangover as the result of Monday’s poor decisions. As the day passes, you begin to feel better, but it’s a long, bumpy road ahead of you. On a Tuesday there is a long wait until the much-desired Friday and Saturday, but it’s an inevitable step in the right direction. I am twenty-one and it is Tuesday. The depression

Forgotten Memories It was Abdelhamid Elhelw’s birthday. He woke up on this humid August morning, surprised by a bird song echoing in the garden outside. The swelling sun was his eyes. “It’s my birthday!” he remembered as if this was something someone could forget. “Seventy-nine today,” he pondered, wondering where the time had gone. He painfully climbed off his old shabby mattress and stood by his bed-room window in white-blue striped pajamas. Abdelhamid just stared at the garden, thinking that

Philosophy usually makes people think of Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle and/ or a class that looks to view life and various subjects in a different way (Maybe use multiple perspectives in philosophy there are always more than one way to look at things). With this being said, everyone’s point of view is unique and Marcus Aurelius is no exception. (I would use his name here just to make sure the audience knows who you’re talking aboutHe was a philosopher, though a not widely known (Word choice?),

The patio light was on automatically when I opened my aunt’s apartment front door but the house was still dark. I knew my aunt had not returned yet. She texted me before I was done with my shift to tell me that she would return home late. As an accountant in a hospital, she was always busy on the first week of the month for what she called ‘month end closing’. I did not know exactly the meaning of it, but I knew she would come home late for those days. Turning on the light, I put my take out container

If not for them….where would we be? This is a broad question that could be answered a different way to any person. When I first read through the requirements for this essay, I perceived it as referring to veterans, because Hays C. Kirby was a veteran. The more I contemplated it, the more the question puzzled me because there were so many ways that a person could move forward with it. Finally, I came to the conclusion that to me, the “them” that the question asks about, is not one group of people

Sometimes, I feel, we never really realize the importance certain moments in our lives until they have already passed. The definition of a moment is “a very brief period of time.” A second, an instant, a crucial moment in time that could impact your life forever. Good or bad, the moments we go through everyday shape who we are as a person and I will never forget the moment during my sophomore year that changed my life, forever. It started out just like any other day. I woke up, went downstairs

Best Friends In life people will meet so many different personalities and sometimes those people become some of their best friends. There will be people that will become a best friend, an intelligent friend, a crazy friend, a “hipster” friend, and a “mom” friend. All of these people make the group whole, and life is a lot more fun with them. Every single one of them bring their own special personality to the group. They all are in different categories based on what they do, their priorities, and

Haim Ginott said “ The search for personal identity is the life task of a teenager.” Who am I? Where am I from? Why do I choose the things I say or do? When you're born into the world, you know nothing at all. You have to spend time learning and being molded by your parents until you are old enough to decide for yourself. Being the oldest child of three isn't easy. You technically are another granny in the house. Yeah its a load of work you have, you teach your younger sibling what's right and