Beck Daugherty
Kids Stuff
I didn't have much of a childhood growing up. I wanted to have fun and play video games. I wanted to go hang out with my friends on the weekends. I would have loved to join the basketball team, just to get away from my parents. Nothing happened. I didn't get that kind of childhood. I worked, and worked hard. All weekend, and every morning before the sun came up. No, I didn't grow up with TV even though I was born in the 90's. It wasn't much fun. The point is that because I didn't have a childhood, I have spent the last ten years being a kid. (A kid with a full time job that is.)
Beck DaughertyPublished 27 days ago in GeeksPaying It Forward
I love a good deed. I enjoy giving to those in need. I was taught early on to love the unlovable and the unloved. So I have no issues giving to those in need. I don’t even have a problem with paying for someone else’s food. Let’s be honest here, I’m not a schmuck. I have feelings. After all, I’ve been on the receiving end too. I know how touched you feel when you receive an unexpected blessing. I’ve always been a giver. It’s just who I am.
Beck DaughertyPublished about a month ago in HumansConcord Tells His Story
The twins were playing outside. They had been out there all afternoon. It was our routine. The kids would play outside while I cooked supper. I made sure to have it ready by six o’clock every night. I was about to set the table when I called them in.
Beck DaughertyPublished about a month ago in HumansA Healthy Life
There once was a girl who was sad and blue. For her body was all wrong it’s true. Since she was a he, in the body of a she. For years, the she who was actually a he, battled the pain within. She tried to hide him. She tried to ignore him. Then one day, as she was talking with her parents, he exploded. He was done hiding, and he was done being ignored. He was ready to show the world what he stood for.
Beck DaughertyPublished 2 months ago in HumansPregnant by a Monster
I lay quietly in my bed. I didn't rustle the sheets, or move a muscle. I didn't even dare to blink, for fear he would hear me. I prayed uselessly that he would just walk by my room, and leave me alone tonight.
Beck DaughertyPublished 2 months ago in PsycheDear New Year
Dear New Year New Me People, Say goodbye to yesterday, and goodbye to tomorrow. Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow isn't promised. Forget about making goals that you won't keep for a week. Live for today, as if every breath could be your last. Live, Love, Laugh.
Beck DaughertyPublished 2 months ago in MotivationThe Chex's
My eyes flashed open. How long had I been asleep, I wondered. It must have been a while. My body was stiff from being still so long. A cool breeze blew into my room from the open window. It felt nice. I got up from my four-poster bed, and tip-toed to the window. It was still dark out, but I could tell it was around five o' clock. The breeze blew through my tossled blonde hair. I climbed the ledge, not wanting to wake my parents, and made the leap to the soft ground below. My feet touched the ground, and then I was running. Again, this felt nice. My aching body welcomed the use of my muscles. I could feel the pulse, pulling me forward. I loved to run like this. To feel the wind whipping around my face. The smell of the cool, wet October ground... And the trees. It was all like a dream. Yet, I would never wake from this dream. For this dream, was reality.
Beck DaughertyPublished 9 months ago in Futurism
