smallpox and cowpox I have been struggling. Struggling with what? You may be asking yourself. Well ever since our son had died I have been crying everyday since you’ve been gone and I can’t go on with you filled with joy and me filled with sadness. These long years with you have made my life a joy but I can’t do this anymore. Without someone to look after and someone to talk to everyday I have been depressed! I want you to know that I will always care about you and love you! I have decided to end my journey
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led him to a sanitarium. A sanitarium where suicide attempts were undertaken multiple times. "He would have succeeded had not an envious fellow-patient thought he was learning to fly and stopped him just in time. What he really wanted to do was to tear a hole in his world and escape." In addition to the multiple suicide attempts, the twenty- two year old, thought everything was against him. "All around him, there are spies. Some of them are detached observers, like glass surfaces and still pools;
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I try to forget his features but they haunt me. I sense his dark eyes following my movements from the bedside table, but I cannot bear to take the photo down, it feels like betrayal. I look at the photo. His fragile, skeletal form sinks into the armchair that lives downstairs, almost swallowing him. Sometimes I regret moving back into our house after all that's happened, but deep down my love for him still exists, even though he will never have the chance to hear me say it. I glance down at my left
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Women, they lie. Sometimes to get a smile on our face, and sometimes to get a giggle out of their babies. You may never tell how deceitful they can be, just how ruthlessly selfish their souls can get to stop the tears running down from their mothers cheeks. They are a lost cause of nature - weaker to male in material but arrogantly, prejudiced about their nursing instincts. What has hell got against them? Their pit of secrets is deeper than the darkest hole any hell of any religion possesses
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Nothing and Nothing was broken. Sound came racing out, like a banshee shriek, as loud as a blasting cannon. Light came bounding out next, huge, fiery, and blindingly white. Light and Sound became huge and filled the space around them. So strong was their joy of their freedom, that they grabbed each other’s arms and began an excruciating dance. Their arms and their legs flailed about in a wild fashion, and blood dripped from their brows. Loud crashes and booms rang all about them, a white fire engulfed them
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him but he was gone. I took off his medal of honor, as they took him away. I knew that was the last time I would see him, I was sobbing uncontrollably. I cried, sitting there on that cold wet reddened grass. It was now stained with his blood and my tears. “Until next time”, I muttered, now sitting here alone with my thoughts. Alone with my thoughts and no one to talk to, I began reminiscing about when we first met, felt like only yesterday we had met. It was back on that first day of college. I remember
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unusually tired this morning, and she did have that bad cough. Why didn’t I realize it? Maybe her sickness was all my fault. The news came in the late afternoon. Mama had passed on. I blinked at the man with the whip, tears in my eyes. Mama was gone. She would not be here to wipe the tears from my eyes anylonger. She would not be able to smile at me when my hands were scarred and hurt. She was gone. “What are you doing? Keep working, and stop crying. You should be grateful ya still have a bed and some
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narrative in this film is effective because it goes through what certain people involved in the terrorist attacks were feeling at each certain time, for example the families crying when they did not know about safety of the family members, then tears of joy at the end when they knew about their survival. This deals with the controversial subject because it gives the viewer a brief insight of what was going on in the mind of the people who were trapped, or knew people that were trapped in rubble of
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I grew up with love and fear of the Lord. I used to make reflection and pray to God before sleeping. In Praying I used to follow an ACTS prayer. That night I cried after summing-up all of the good things that happen in that day. That cry was a tear of joy because my mother’s health is improving. My mother was unwell for the past days. She always catches her breath whenever she took a short walk. She can’t sleep very well every night because she is not feeling well. I am very thankful for that day
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of every relationship I've been through , I expected every single word I've been told, every little fake emotion i thought real so far. All along this road, i was guided by an angel. the one who protected me from harm, wiped away my tears. The one who brought this joy and happiness to my life. He was a bright angel. a shiny diamond. Suddenly out of nowhere He became the main character of my most beautiful and painful relationship. He was the charming prince of my story, the beast in0 my nightmare
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