I Was Hoping

it felt like my fate was in the hands of those who were judging me. We stood in the humid musty gymnasium, our parents, our siblings, our friends watching, hoping for the best. Other than the few murmurs overheard from the back room, the building was silent: nobody dared to break it. I remember reflecting back on all of my hours training in the studio with red and blue foam tiles, one wall covered in mirrors, and the words leadership, discipline, and respect plastered above. I thought of the weekly

My sisters and I were huddled around our father, impatiently waiting for the resolution of the previous night's cliffhanger. It was a cold winter night, and we were beginning our nightly tradition of reading a chapter of our favorite book series, The Hardy Boys. The dog was snoring lightly in the corner, the grandfather clock signaled the beginning of a new hour, and our mother was in the rocking chair, rocking gently, just as curious as we were. My father scratched his beard and then began to weave

It was November 15, 2016. I look out my window hoping that don’t see the blazing hot sun ripping through my white curtains almost taunting me. All I see is the clouds laying low on the mountain tops giving my eye a storybook illusion. I know I have to get out of bed but the comfort of my blue cotton sheets keep me trapped in a bundle of warmness making the struggle that much harder. eventually, I pull off the what seemed to be my morning happiness and go to the restroom. After getting

hall. So it was easy for all the faculty kids to run around both in the dining hall and later make their way to the playground right around the corner. But whenever we go out to restaurant my baby is so friendly all he wanted to do is talk to everyone at the restaurant and make noise whenever we say quiet it only lasted for 1 minute or 2 before the whole backstage behavior begins again. For the last couple of years now we have been stocked in the backstage in our day to day life. I am hoping that as

dedication. I would like to know what are your favorite sports, movies, and music? I would just like to say that I’m writing this letter and was assigned a writing assignment was to send a respectful letter to a hero and that hero is you. I’m going to tell you that it's tough being away from your family and not celebrating the holidays with them, but I’m very thankful that you are out there to give us freedom. I’m also thankful for our country that will be safe for a long time. I’m hoping you could

years old. I am from Cleveland, Ohio. I am also the oldest of eight children. I live with my hero, and she is my mom. I am attending Cleveland Job Corps because I would like to work in the medical field. I’ve wanted to work in the medical field since I was a little girl. This has been my dream for a while now. I came to Job Corps because I dropped out of high school during 11th grade. I dropped out was because I was always getting in trouble with other students, mainly females. Also, I always went

When the first bullet hit my chest, I thought of my family. As I fell to the ground, my horrendous, and troublesome memories rushed through my head like a flood. The pain and agony, all flashed before my eyes. I didn’t know what to do or how this all happened, but it felt as if it all happened, short days ago. It felt as if it was just yesterday, I kissed my kids and wife, and told them that I would be back by 9, but that never happened. I didn’t know that I would end up as a prisoner for such

of 2016, I embarked on a new challenge to improve my overall health. Looking back in the past 4 years, I know that I have always found myself happiest when I was regularly exercising. Exercising decreased my anxiety and depression and overall I was in a great mood. The idea behind setting up this challenge was that I wanted to challenge myself to get to my old self, where I had an overall positive energy. I set a goal that in the next 4 months, I wanted to lose 10 pounds. The pounds was a measurement

The sun glistened in my eye as I was staring out the window, hoping this day would be over. I was at a new school in a new state hours from where I used to live, and anxiety was really getting to me. The butterflies in my stomach would never go away just like your parents nagging you to clean your room. I tried to get rid of my anxiety by thinking about something happy in my life but nothing worked. It doesn’t help when you are in a school that is multiple times bigger than you last school and

merchants emerged, however, the way businesses market, continues to change. What once worked in the past, now doesn’t. I will explain, how, through three different publications, I was able to glean knowledge on marketing my funeral homes more effectively and how these resources compared against each other. The first publication I read, is a book by the marketing guru, Joe Pulizzi. He was actually the first person to coin the term, ‘Content Marketing’, according to him, in his book, Epic Content Marketing