School
Switching Schools
I have always been brilliant. I have also struggled to learn effectively, though. After grade school, I could improve my grades and succeed in my work. I had been sent to a small Christian school, and I was doing very well. Learning became more manageable, and I became comfortable with my classmates. Also, I had the best grades in my grade level.
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Confessions
Third Grade
I have felt like a bit of an outsider most of my life. That is something I haven't openly admitted before, because as a general rule, I never felt that being an outsider was a bad thing. My beliefs, interests, background, genetics, even my flaws set me apart from my peers, but they aren't things to be ashamed of. (Well, maybe some of my flaws.) They are part of my identity, who I am as a person.
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Confessions
Scars of Resilience. Content Warning.
The first assault was a whisper. Not a literal one, but the insidious kind. It came from the corner of the playground, from the mouth of a boy with eyes like chips of ice. "You're not like the other girls," he hissed, his words dripping with malice. "You're different."
By Rupankar Nandi2 years ago in Confessions
The Reunion I Never Attend
Is it just me? As I sit here, reminiscing about the past and the numerous school reunion parties I've intentionally skipped, a flood of memories rushes in. The invites arrive every few years, tempting me to revisit the past, to reconnect with faces etched in the book of my school memories. Yet, each time, I find myself grappling with the same internal debate..."should I go or should I stay away?"
By WENNA WILLIE2 years ago in Confessions
hazel eyes
It was the first day of school after a very long summer holiday . I was the type of person who loved school very much because I found it fun to have fun with my peers and play with them. After I became 14 years old, new students moved to our school, and this is where my story began.
By Unkown 2 years ago in Confessions
To Gigi
I have several other items in my head right now that need attention: bills; exams to give, create and mark; trips home to plan (tickets are an easy click away); family dramas (better for another piece); other concerns… I wish I could focus on something else right now. I wish that life made some sort of sense so that this would not hurt the way it does. But that is the problem with hope and that eternal spring… Life often provides you with nothing but cold reality in the form of news that takes the wind out of your sails and crushes your heart.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Confessions
Just a Little Fever. Content Warning.
It started innocently enough – just a little fever. The kind that makes you think a good night's sleep and a few over-the-counter pills will fix everything. Little did I know that this seemingly insignificant fever would unravel into a series of events that would reshape my perspective on life.
By Nexus Narrator2 years ago in Confessions
Annoying habits - if you don't stop doing that I'm going to scream! . Content Warning.
The rhythmic tapping echoed through the room, a relentless assault on my sanity. It was a sound so innocuous yet increasingly infuriating, like a water droplet persistently hitting the same spot. I sat at my desk, trying to focus on the spreadsheet in front of me, but the tapping invaded my concentration, demanding acknowledgment.
By Nexus Narrator2 years ago in Confessions
The More I Lose, the More I Win. Content Warning.
This is not a typical essay on weight loss. I am not a typical person. Don’t expect recipes for darling cupcakes made of cauliflower and kale. I am stubborn, smart aleky, protective, immature, sincere, intelligent, intuitive, and sometimes a pain to be around. You should learn from my mistakes. Also understand I am NOT a physician and have NO medical background whatsoever. You should always check with your doctor before you change anything in your life regarding your health, like skydiving or maybe having that weird mole checked out while you’re there.
By Barb Dukeman2 years ago in Confessions
In Search of Reflection. Top Story - November 2023.
I don't think we ever discover who we are. Identity is a never-ending book that continues to write new chapters as we experience life, and your story only ends when the pen is set down. When your story reaches a close, only you can describe everything. But there's no one word to sum up the life you lived and who you were. Others can title your story as they please and leave reviews, but you wrote every word of your story. So, on that last page, who do you think you'll be in your story? Did you become this person, or did you let this character you wanted to be, define where the story was headed?
By Davlin Knight2 years ago in Confessions
The Prophetic Dreams: A Journey Through Time
Title: The Prophetic Dreams: A Journey Through Time As a ten-year-old, I found myself immersed in a world of dreams each night, vivid and realistic as if they were unfolding before my eyes. A curious fact, which I failed to fully appreciate until years later had a revelation. Back then, I never wrote down my night visions in my diary, relying on the advice of a certain person who claimed that transcribing dreams could make them come true. Little did I know that this suggestion would manifest itself in the most unexpected way, five years down the road.
By Tia Mat2 years ago in Confessions
