I lost a friend 25 years ago. She was kidnapped from Goodfellow Air Force Base and raped and murdered. I have thought of her many times over the years and have prayed for her family. My heart still hurts more than I thought. The tears came so quickly at just the thought of her that I alarmed both my kids.
That moment when I looked dozens of soldiers - just like me – running inside the building, And I froze. My legs didn’t move. My mind couldn’t make sense. I stayed back.
Ferris Alizer was a closet geek. At work he seems proper and professional, just a usual adult doing his job well but whenever he went home after a long day, his only escape from the stressful society was playing games.
THANK YOU A Short Story by LouAnn 7:20 a.m in my home, I still making a project of my classmate. I’m getting nervous ’cause it’s already late to go to school. I will be shy for coming late at school.…
I have spent a ridiculous amount of my life waiting. Waiting to gradate high school. Waiting to be married. Waiting and praying to have kids. Waiting for the right job. Waiting for relationships to be restored. Waiting for it to…
We look up to the sun to tell time, While we look up to the sky to get inspiration. The combination of time and sun evokes one’s mind at certain hours. A shade of ombre orange pierced through the…
One of the core concepts of the Enneagram is that each type embodies both virtues and vices and that there is a redemptive path of integration or a destructive path of disintegration available to us depending on whether we embrace and develop our virtues or give in to our vices.
The storm raged on, and our mom settled my sister and I in the back corner on the folding bed with the squeaky springs. My sister began to read the book she had brought downstairs instead of her pillow.
What if I told you that death is the only real thing? Yes, death. Something which happens to every living creature. It is the great equalizer.
To this day, I am raising my white flag. Stop. I don’t want to see, feel, hear, smell, or taste you again LOVE. You are my kryptonite, or worse, you are my grim reaper.
They don't know I created this virus so that they would finally love me and stay with me. I am becoming like a jilted lover!
Sometimes people apologize, and sometimes they do not. Some people are never able to humble themselves enough to recognize when they have done sometime wrong, and should even apologize in the first place.