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Nima Died I came out the school bus and saw my dad’s car waiting for me. I was confused because he doesn’t really pick me up from the school bus. All of a sudden, my sister, Munjeh, got out of the car. She calls me over to go in and, I did. When I enter in the car I see my cousin Alim and my dad. They looked sad. I could see the red in my dad’s eye with dried up tears. I saw my cousin Alim looked as if he were guilty of some crime. My sister, she was crying...she was hurt. “ What’s wrong” I said

“Who are you?” the first words that came out of my mouth as a 10 year old to my grandmother. At the time I was confused, and all I wanted to do was go home. My siblings and I had no idea where we were at, and had no idea why we were there. This was the night 10 years ago, where I learned that I would be raised by a women I had hardly knew at the time, but grew to love. Growing up as a kid wasn’t all that bad. There were good times, and then some really bad times. I had two parents that were married

there was once upon a time a fisherman so old and so poor that he could scarcely manage to support his wife and three children. He went every day to fish very early, and each day he made a rule not to throw his nets more than four times. He started out one morning by moonlight and came to the sea-shore. He undressed and threw his nets, and as he was drawing them towards the bank he felt a great weight. He though he had caught a large fish, and he felt very pleased. But a moment afterwards, seeing

full of problems. Foster parents started to complain about not having an adequate support system. The children were not receiving the medical treatments they needed. And foster children were staying in the system so long that some were aging out. Those that age out a were not receiving any support or training to cope with adult life. There was also a shortage in funding. In addition, there had become an alarming number of child abuse and neglect cases within the foster families. Although some aspects

questions. For a moment, I almost thought Mike was going to pass out because his face turned white; he was shivering after listening to my doubts. After a while, he seemed to get himself back together; but instead of answering me, he closed his eyes, crossed his fingers, and prayed to himself. Mike prayed a long while that I nearly fell asleep, even though I was standing. He was finally done with his prayer, then he opened the drawer, took out the Bible, and turned to Leviticus 20:13, where it said, “If

with my friends we decided to go to a party to hang out with our local friends, have a good time and catch up. When the party was done I wouldn’t expect my whole life to change. I always dreamt my close friends and I would some day get away from this negative place and be free to give back to our community. All of this was about to change in a flash of an eye. When we arrive by our apartment building complex; a car pulls up and three men come out yelling at another group of men in the park than before

of the North Carolina Regiment.” The strategic attack was done in the sneakiest way, Mosby and his conjoined calvaries and regiment blindsided their opponents without any warning as they came from Warrenton. So to sum it up, the army suddenly came out the woods and crept behind the troops stationed at the

intimidated. Unfortunately, I held it all in, and it eventually built up. Towards the end of 2015 I met a boy, let's call him John, and I really liked him. After a while, things were going well until, my best friend at the time, let's call her Cara, came out to me about John in the cafeteria. Not knowing that John

Last year my mom told me that we were going to a concert in gatlinburg called hearts on fire. I was super excited as I thought it was a normal concert that was one night and it's over. Then my mom called it a convention I asked her, “how long is the concert” and she replied, “it's three days long”. At this moment i was no longer excited i was ecstatic to be going to hearts on fire. A few months later we have been saving up and planning for this day and I was more excited than when we were going

but I was scared and I had this mega hatred towards my best friend. My best friend, Louis is a very ambitious, and self-determined person. He was the reason why I went to the gym every day and why I tried so hard in everything I do. We would work out together and he'd be the one pushing me to go beyond my limits. Yelling at me, "are you serious right now?! Keep going bro, you got this!" I remember his sweat, dripping onto my face while he stands over me and while I lay on the bench with the bar