Crying

After I had calmed down for a bit she asked if she was trying too hard, or took the kids too seriously. I said no, and that she had every right to be disappointed with me, but I also told her that that wasn’t the only reason I was crying. Once I did the tears started to pour out again. I finally turned around and looked at her, and we embraced. It was the first time I had told anyone this, and I had chosen my sister. Not my mom, not my dad, but my sister. Later I found out she had

looked around to see if any of her family was in the room playing a prank on her. They must have left before she could see them, and called out at them to knock it off. She didn’t want to be bothered right now, she was too depressed. While she was crying she had decided to put the glasses back where she found them, maybe someone else could use their beauty more than she could. Maybe their family would actually be proud of

During this time the cancer was creeping on her to fast and everyone knew. Her knew home was the Hospital and it was the very sad truth. She was always smiling and positive, smile when getting a shot made me look like a four year old girl with pigtails crying at a scary clown.Very soon Raymond who is Bella's Dad started trying everything in his power to save his daughter. Raymond had contacted Joe Biden to see if he could help get a drug from canada to help Bella. The reason is it was not FDA approved

All I've ever wanted was for my oma to be here with me holding my hand. She was funny, kind, stern, and smart. She might have not made the best choices like to smoke or drink. But she was still amazing. She was loved by many people expectually by me. She was always remembered by everyone. I remember everyday I would go to her house and she would always be standing there waiting for me. She would always play super Mario kart. We would always play Mario kart and watch movies together. Our favorite

daddy to hold me tight. No one to tell me it will be all right. I watch with regret and despair. I didn’t get to say goodbye or even say I love you. The guilt and loneliness took over, I couldn’t get up. My eyes were locked to the tv. I saw people crying and through their eyes I saw pain. I couldn’t take it anymore sitting, their like a puppet with no soul. I ran to the bathroom shut it tight, and fell to the floor. I cried, I screamed, I hit the wall, banged my head, and finally cried. I cried until

You know, I thought I had a firm grasp on the guilt that I have felt over the last three years, but it turns out there is more to it. In my last essay, I confronted my guilt in a more spiritual sense I think, but this time around I feel like there is an even more tangible lesson to learn and it can ultimately affect how I am as a person in the future. I remember reading stories like Harry Potter and the Chronicles of Narnia as they were – just stories of wizards with the ability to make things

That was super mean.” I kept saying over and over again to myself. I couldn’t stop thinking of what Taylor did.. She was being super rude. I couldn’t believe Oak Hills was really a blue ribbon school. If it was a real blue ribbon school, why did it have kids like Taylor? “I don’t think she treats her friends like that”. I said to myself. “I don’t even think she has friends”. I Sighed, looked down at my feet and continued sobbing. Let me tell you the story from the beginning. It all started today

the cold, chopped up, ice, I immediately thought about my wrist to see if it was okay because I had just gotten my cast off early that week. But I realized that the pain was all in my left ankle. I quickly grabbed my ankle and was on the verge of crying. Everyone surrounded me asking if I was okay. I couldn’t stand it, everyone talking in my ear, seeing if I was okay. Clearly, I was not, I’m sitting on the ice holding my ankle like it’s a newborn baby, so fragile. One of my coaches, Miss Kayla,

Cries In The Dark I was fast asleep in my room. When all the sudden I got woken up by someone shaking me and screaming at me to get up. I could hear the sounds of sobs as I look up with blurry eyes and see my mother over me. I slowly get up “Why, what 's going on I have to be up to get ready in like an hour what do you want?” I asked confused. “Sharon you 're not going, Grandma had a heart attack and is in the hospital non-responsive. Katie needs you to bring Ari to school and put the twins on the

January 2005. Almost all citizens hid in their rooms to protect themselves from the war. The sky was completely dark with no light on streets. All of a sudden, the dark silent night was put to an end as six-year-old Samar Hassan was screaming and crying. A car was approaching in the dark when several American soldiers were patrolling a main road of northern Iraq’s Tal Afar which was a town rife with insurgents. Concerning that the vehicle might carry insurgents and suicide bombs, the soldiers began