...forever But I say they don’t know what they talk talk talkin’ about Cause this love is only getting stronger So I don’t wanna wait any longer I just wanna tell the world that you're mine girlll Ohh They don’t know about the things we do They don’t know about the I love you’s But I bet you if they only knew They will just be jealous of us They don’t know about the up all night’s They don’t know I've waited all my life Just to find a love that feels this right Baby they don’t know about They don’t know about us Just one touch and I was a believer Every day it gets a little sweeter It’s getting better Keeps getting better all the time girl They don’t know about the things we do They don’t know about the I love you’s But I bet you if they only knew They will just be jealous of us They don’t know about the up all night’s They don’t know I've waited all my life Just to find a love that feels this right Baby they don’t know about They don’t know about us They don’t know how special you are They don’t know what you’ve done to my heart They can say anything they want Cause they don’t know about us They don’t know what we do best That’s between me and you our little secret But I wanna tell em I wanna tell the world that you're mine girl They don’t know about the things we do They don’t know about the I love you’s But I bet you if they only knew They will just be jealous of us They don’t know about the up all night’s They don’t know...
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...and there but nonetheless they were not moving. A blood curling scream erupted from my mouth but no one else was there to listen to it except me. I had caused this; I had claimed the lives of all my friends. I knew that they were not going to come back or talk to me or go for a movie with me. I just knew that this was the end. But still even in my denial I could make out the voice in my head saying...”They brought this on themselves, don’t torture yourself for it”. I wanted to crawl into a hole and rot in there for all eternity, but no matter how far I ran I realized that what had happened could never ever be changed. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I could only see an ashen, terrified face covered tears. It all began like this…. 6 hrs 38 min and 3 sec BACK I was running shirtless with my hands flailing above me screaming Whoooo!! I had lost my mind (yes I was drunk) and had no clue what was going around me. All I knew that I was having fun and I didn’t care what would happen. I heard laughter around me but one laugh caught my attention and in a second I knew that this night was going to be a blast. “I have an amazing girl-friend, what could go wrong?!” I said. What I didn’t know that in exactly 1 hr and 22 min everything was about to turn around. TIME PASSES I knew I shouldn’t have taken that dumb pill. I’ve heard what it does to people but what could I do? Peer Pressure. I don’t remember what happened after that but all I could make out from the surroundings was that people...
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...Planning for me is like a baby climbing a mountain. It’s not impossible, but not very possible either. Usually, my plan is to run at the bad guy with a sword, and scream like I knew what was going on, but in this case, that will not help me. Max knew me too well. I thought about this as I sat on a roof with Alexus, my ‘mother’. Even though she was eighteen, she acted like an adult. She rubbed my hair as I lay there across her lap, telling her what had happen. I did not skip out any detail, because I knew if she got the whole story, than she would be able to help me more. “So,” I asked, when I got done, “what do you think I should do?” She sat, thinking of a reasonable answer. “Get captured,” she responded. “What,” I asked, suddenly jumping from my place...
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...Zack. After Jose introduced me to them I never saw him again. Brain and Zack were pimps, who formed part of the human trafficking society that I had become a victim of. They apprise me that if I wanted my freedom back I owed them a total of 80,000 and that would only be paid off if I became a prostitute for 5 years in the streets of New York.They told me that they knew where my family lived and threaten to kill them if I didn’t comply. I told them that if that was the case, I would obey and follow the rules. Soon after, they drove me to the apartments where I had to share a bedroom with six other women, who like me were there against their will. We were not allowed to talk to each other. I was only allowed to speak to my mother once a month under supervision. If I disclosed anything my family was going to pay the consequences. I knew better than to say anything out of the line. Every month I would send me mother 200 dollars; the only 200 hundred dollars that I was allowed to...
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...for a reason. They feared their brothers would not feel the same way and automatically became dissatisfactory. No one person could talk to their brothers on how they were currently feeling about the present conversation, because it categorize as something out of the ordinary. The novella, Anthem, written by Ayn Rand, discussed all of those issues and more. All of the people get specifically told they think the exact same way because they equally symbolize the same person. To brainwash someone completely, you eliminate all conversations between people. You tell them repeatedly the scholars know every wonder of the world. But most importantly you have to take control of their mind, the correct way, with all of the exact on techniques. In order to control a man, you have to brainwash them through methods of manipulation. In the blank minded humans of the society presented in this novella, a casual conversation, never took place. The incorrect thing to do was tell someone how you felt. According to the rules, everyone felt the same. So Equality never told anyone how he felt about a situation. In his writing, he wrote, “it is a sin to think words no others think and put them down upon a paper no others were to see.” (Rand, 17) is what society lived by and put in their heads every day. Your absolute goal in life gets reached by wanting to be just like everyone else and not having any individualization. The scholars pounded those accomplishments into the heads of those poor, innocent...
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...wasn't rich, but he managed to go through life. He wasn't popular, but he had friends. He didn't have a fully functional family, but he was happy or at least he tried to convince himself he was. At first glance, Harry Edward styles was a normal being like you and me. But what was invisible to the naked eye was that he had suffered from sexual abuses. His english teacher was a handsome fellow. He seemed like a normal kind hearted man in his 30's, he was charismatic. No one would have guessed he was a sexual offender and niether did Harry. Mr. Eli Langdon had helped him with some of the difficult classes he had taken, but that didn't seem suspicious to Harry, Eli was just a kind hearted...
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...Ruse’s knees numb as she knelt, her palms on the ground, her head trying to contemplate the situation only to give up at last. If only she had something, just one thing to stand up for. She didn’t. She bowed down acknowledging her failure. Filled with hatred, the only thing she wanted was an end. An end to all that she ever stood for and an end to everything she ever felt. The cold turned the road to ice or was it ice itself? She could not answer. She felt as if she was in the last place she wanted to be. She felt as if she was home. She did not know for sure. She knew nothing. Her tears made her vision foggy. In the vague vision, she saw a little girl ice skiing. She was smiling. She felt that the innocent face had the conjuration that could not be found in the most beautiful place of the earth. She looked at her wondering where she had seen that little face. It did not belong there for sure. She tried to move. She tried calling out. All attempts failed. Her knees were numb and her throat had dried. The only sound that came was of the involuntary sobs, that came from her and yet they seemed to her as the sound that was beyond identification, yet it was not something she wanted the little girl to hear so she stayed still. She was afraid. She did not have a reason to be. She waited for the little girl to vanish; and till she waited, she could do nothing but stare at her. She could only imagine her jumping like a baby monkey hopping on a tree or throwing water on the earth as she hid...
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...high school and the influences of Bronfenbrenner’s Ecological Systems Theory, which includes the theory of the microsystem and mesosystem (Mossler, 2013) assisted me with the ability to study online productively. I will discuss how my past experiences of family and living a healthy lifestyle have influenced my online learning in the present. Family Stepping out and getting married to start my own family, I knew changes and me adapting to a whole different environment was part of this new life. The fact that I was accepting the life as an Air force Wife I knew that I was going to have to make some scarifies. I was fine with making scarifies when the time came, but I didn’t want that to have to go towards my education. My husband understood and knew how going to school was important to me. So I went to a community college until I found out I was expecting my first child and my husband was getting deployed. So I had to put my school off due to the fact, it was impossible to accomplish going to school and taking care of a baby while my husband was deployed. I knew it was going to be tough trying to pursue my educational goals, but I refused to let them suffer. So once, my husband came back from deployment we sat down and map out a plan so we both could pursue our goals. So, I decided to attend an online university because my lifestyle wouldn’t require me to sit in a...
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...Her revenge She knew she would have to walk for many miles before seeing any signs of life. The world has changed that was so obvious. Surroundings have changed since the last time she's been up top. Now that the air was somewhat safe she would venture out in search of...... Covered in dust and dried up blood she walked for three days now, stopping only for an hour or two to rest. She couldn't feel the pain, the blisters on her feet and the blood filled shoes didn't bother her at all. Not now, not while she was so close to finding out the truth. It was so close she could smell the droplets of it on the air she was hungrily breathing in. Her heart was beating fast but steady. Sweat beads slowly rolling down her forehead and cheeks. Sweat...
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...Have you ever wonder what it is like to be in the boots of a US Service Member during their deployment phase? Also have you ever wonder what it was like to fight in a combat zone and the trials and tribulation they face when the deployment goes on? Well I’m going to tell you the three phases of a deployment. First you start with the ceremony, the lonely flight and finally the trials and tribulations of the combat zone. As you well know I’m no longer in the military but I going to tell you these phases through my eyes when I was in the army during my combat tour in Afghanistan from June 2010 to June 2011. It all started when I first sergeant told us what time to be at the company so we can have our early formation before we head to the Green Ramp. If you don’t know what Green Ramp is, it’s the final holding area that separates the soldiers and the plane. The reason why they call it that because it’s a small ramp that leads to the plane and it has green lands on the sides of the ramp. The formation time was 0500 and the weather was so nice that I could hear all the early birds chirping away. The formation time came and the first sergeant held accountability for all the fellow enlisted and officers that were going with us to Afghanistan. When we all found out what time we were heading to Green Ramp, we all decided that this was going to be a very long day. One of my soldiers came up to me and asks will this be a steadfast deployment and I told him I sure hope so. When it was finally...
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...time for you guys to meet both sides of our family.” My two sisters and I were very well confused hearing her surprising news. Deep down inside, I already knew what she meant, and I was extremely terrified. I was about eight years at the time. Since both of my parents came to the U.S for a better life, they left the most important people in their lives behind in Mexico. I grew up hearing lots of Mexican myths and stories about their childhoods like La Llorona, a Mexican myth of a ghost woman who drowns and kills little kids and also El hombre Sin Cabeza the dangerous man without a head riding his big black horse in the middle of the night knocking doors and killing everyone that comes his way. I was always terrified of listening to these stories and it gave me an even greater fear since I knew I was going to Mexico. I knew that the only way my family and I could get to Mexico was on a plane. Which brings me to my biggest fear: I am afraid of heights! My mom knew about my fear, but she never thought of it when buying the plane tickets. I didn’t know how to react. I could only think negative like what if the plane fall’s in the middle of the ocean and we all sink and die! And what if the pilot doesn’t know how to drive and kills us on purpose! All these fears I had for just a simple plane ride to the scariest place on earth (In my opinion as a little kid). My call to adventure was accepting the fact that I had to get on that plane. Even though I didn’t want to, I knew there was...
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...Have you ever looked into a mirror at your reflection and wondered who it was staring back? Being unrecognizable to yourself is not a welcoming feeling. That's how I felt today. Today was my birthday, but I wasn't excited like most sixteen-year-olds would be. For most, sixteen is a milestone birthday. You get your license when you're sixteen, etc... But for me, I knew what was in store for me when I got home. I knew when I got home that mom would be drunk as usual and I knew that Bill would wait until she passed out to sneak into my room as usual. I'm Layla James. To most, I look like an average teenage girl, but I was far from it. My father left my mom when I was seven years old and since that day she has always blamed me for his absence. So, she dealt with the pain of him leaving her to raise me alone by picking up a bottle, which she hasn't put down since. My mom married Bill when I was nine and together they had a child, Christine, my younger sister who is six years old. I still remember the first night Bill raped me, I was twelve, and he's been doing it almost every night since then. I haven't told anyone about this, only because I'm sure that nobody would believe me. I feel like trash and sometimes I feel as though I deserve everything that has and is happening to me. I snapped out of my thoughts and continued putting on my makeup in the mirror, applying more and more foundation to hide the bruises from the prior night's beating I got from my mother. I heard my phone...
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...to give me. My story can't be summed up in two or three sentences; it can't be packaged into something neat and simple that people would immediately understand. Despite the passage of forty years, the people still living here who knew me that year accept my lack of explanation without question. My story in some ways is their story because it was something that all of us lived through. It was I, however, who was closest to it. I'm fifty-seven years old, but even now I can remember everything from that year, down to the smallest details. I relive that year often in my mind, bringing it back to life, and I realize that when I do, I always feel a strange combination of sadness and joy. There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have the feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well. So I take the memories as they come, accepting them all, letting them guide me whenever I can. This happens more often than I let on. It is April 12, in the last year before the millennium, and as I leave my house, I glance around. The sky is overcast and gray, but as I move down the street, I notice that the dogwoods and azaleas are blooming. I zip my jacket just a little. The temperature is cool, though I know it's only a matter of weeks before it will settle in to something comfortable and the gray skies give way to the kind of days that make North Carolina one of the most beautiful places in the world....
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...others murmured words about her in each other's ears. In class was the only time she could feel normal, even though she wasn't. Her family would only talk to her. They were all afraid, not wanting to get involved with her. They made her feel worse than the gossipers at school, who only spread rumours about her. Her family would occasionally greet her, feed her then wouldn't have any communication with her until she needed to drive to school. It wasn't until she was sixteen when someone finally decided to talk to her. It was a cold morning during July and the first class of the day: maths. Every...
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...My First Job BEEEEP! I rolled over and pressed snooze for about the tenth time that morning because it was summer and sleeping in only seemed mandatory. I felt the warmth of the sun come in through my large bedroom window and make direct contact with my half open eyes. I immediately knew that today was going to be a good day. Just like any other summer morning I woke up around noon, slowly drudged out of bed and walked over to the sink where I would typically fall asleep brushing my teeth. But on this particular day I remember being wide-awake with a ready to go mentality. I quickly brushed my teeth and went downstairs to enjoy some breakfast. One bowl of milk with exactly 3 handfuls of Captain Crunch cereal was a tradition; so I got my bowl and sat down to enjoy the wonderful meal that awaited me. I was enjoying the bowl of cereal and watching House, my favorite television show when I saw a bright little screen light up. I slowly turned my head to look at my phone and saw a text from my friend. It said “Hey you can come by today and interview if you want.” At that moment my day went from being just another summer day to the most important summer day. This was the day that I would be applying for my first real job. I hurriedly unlocked my phone; 0-8-8-0 a password that was meant to take no time to enter did the trick and text awaited me. I replied saying, “Great I’ll come by later today.” At this point a multitude of emotions hit me. First, I felt happy...
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