Tears, Idle Tears

knowing we wouldn’t have much more time with him. All the memories that night were worth keeping ahold of. I remember so clearly that as I walked into his hospital room, he saw me, and I got the biggest smile I’ve ever seen from anyone. It brought tears to my eyes. With that smile I saw the dehydration on him. His lips were cracking, dry,

Grief is like the ocean, sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we need to do to survive it is learn how to swim. Losing her was like a tsunami and learning to swim was like moving a mountain, but inch by inch, my mountain of grief moved on. On a fateful November day, my aunt called my mother. This was usual, so I thought nothing of it until she hung up. When I saw the shock on my mother’s face I knew right away that something was wrong, but it wasn’t until my older sister

"Gramps?" The Bookman's eyes closed slowly and his hand went limp in Lavi's grasp. "Gramps!" Lavi clutched the old man's hand as if it were a life line. "No... No you can't go... I need you." Medics rushed in from all sides around Bookman's hospital bed trying to move Lavi away but he refused to let go of Bookman's hand. "No! I'm not leaving him," Lavi said, fighting the hands trying to pull him away, "I'm not leaving you. You hear me old man? You can't go, not like this… Wake up!" The Order

tired from working all day at his numerous low paying jobs. Even the bright lights of Seoul were still too dim to light up his cluttered yet empty kitchen. He slumped back down, now imperfect posture, as he stared at the pile of bills in his hand. Tears threatened to leak from his eyes until he heard his daughter Rosé enter the room, quickly he hid the papers and presented a smile on his face. “Appa come tuck me in.” the little girl quietly demanded in a raspy voice. (Appa mean dad) Jinyoung, still

It was an ordinary night… until he came... Holly was cleaning the table after dinner, her parents and her brother Mikey in the living room, watching tv. Holly was 13, turning on 14 next month, she quietly puts the plates next to the sink, the dishes looked like soldiers lined up to be put in the dishwasher. Holly smiled and crosses the kitchen when she heard a loud banging on the door, “BANG, BANG!” Holly looks at the door and crosses over to it, she yells, “coming!” She lays her hand

mouth wide open. My mom sprinted up the stairs and put her hands to her mouth in shock. “Sophie, honey, are you alright? What happened?” My dad said in his worried voice. I couldn’t say. I kept my mouth shut as tears ran down my eyes. What was I thinking? What have I done? The tears kept falling down my face as I wished this was only a dream. But, it wasn’t. Given no choice, I told my dad about what had happned. My mom was downstairs doing the laundry in our old apartment. She had tea heating

The bearing summer heat shines down on us. My black wool socks absorb the heat, making my feet feel sticky like gum. My dance shoes hug my toes. Not the sweet, grandma type hug, but more of a strangling and choking squeeze. The actors next to me are suffering as well. I hope our stage makeup doesn't sweat off. I whisper to my neighbor “Boy, it sure is hot today.” The boy next to me has a bandana tied around his head hiding his short, wispy tan hair. When the show is over it my as well be a mop

work on. None of us are perfect and we can all improve and learn. The last prompt question is what I am proud of and I have a very great achievement that I will never forget. It is that kind of memory that you just want to burst out in those happy tears and in the moment you were on the verge of crying. I feel that this reflection will really help me understand what I need to do better and I hope that it will help you understand me as a person and a student. What can I improve upon this trimester

“You promise you’ll get us a ride to the airport.” Genji stated as he walked with McCree into the city. “The hell, don’t trust me sparrow.” McCree chuckled as the temple came into sight. The cowboy fell silent as they both stared up at the towering brown and white building. Genji could feel his mouth go dry as all his thoughts seemed to screech to a halt. He didn’t even remember the last time he walked among the great halls. He couldn’t remember a time when he saw his people happy to see him or

New York. Phenomenal buildings and structures pierce the sunny sky. The mobbed streets are loaded with taxi cabs and cars go to and from, in various bearings leaving the fragrance of exhaust surfing through the air. The congested sidewalks are loaded with individuals frantic to a shop in which the celebrities dwell. The ongoing flow of pedestrians talking on their cell phones and drinking Starbucks keeps on coming and rushing from store to store. All the sounds and smell of different things mix to