Carla SofiiLove Garcia
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Writing is my passion... find me on Twitter @goddesswriter90.
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The wrong attention or lack thereof can be damaging
Not having either of your parents in your life is a tough thing for any child to go through growing up, especially when the circumstances for which you are living take a toll on your life later down the line. The responsible adult in that child's life may not foresee the cautionary and damaging effects it may have on their children's lives when they isolate the other parent, constantly argue in front of the child with the other parent, blame the child for what the adults are doing wrong, or even distancing themselves from their children in any way. All these little things that our parents do while we are young will affect our adulthood, either good or bad, and parents should take more precautions on the actions that are being presented to the children in the household.
By Carla SofiiLove Garcia 3 years ago in Confessions
The Tale of the Honey Bee and the Butterfly
Once upon a time, there was a honey bee working hard to bring the honey back to its comb. The bee worked and worked for several hours with barely any time for its family, he knew that his colony depending on it. One day, the honey bee was so exhausted from many long days of pollen collecting, that he sat down for just a moment of rest... relaxing under the warm sun, he dozed off. Several hours passed, not realizing that he was fast asleep, he dreamt about a perfect world where he had created a gadget that made collecting pollen an easy and simplified process; the Pollen-Extractor-Thingamajig! "At last!" said the bee, "I have discovered a way of bringing much pollen to the colony and I will be the hero!" Off he flew into the meadow above a field of marigold flowers, the honey bee seeing how many there were, he knew this would be a breeze.
By Carla SofiiLove Garcia 3 years ago in Motivation
Falling in Love with a Ghost
I was walking down a long hallway in an old house, every corner I turned it became a little more narrow, it felt as if I was somehow walking in circles. Then I stumbled upon a small bedroom with a cute little table that seemed to be set up for teatime; the teapot was hot and the pastries looked freshly made, but no one seemed to be around. I sat down to enjoy a cup of tea with a couple of cookies when I felt a heavy, cold hand grab my shoulder followed by a deep voice that said "excuse me, do I know you?". I let out a fearful gasp dropping the small plate of cookies for I didn't know anyone was home and had not heard anyone walk in, with a slight turn of my head I said, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to barge into your home, I just figured no one was here so I didn't want the tea and pastries to go to waste". As I got up to leave, the man walked over to the other side of the table and sat down, he quietly said, "well, now that we're both here, have a seat". There was something off about this man but I couldn't quite make out what it was, he had pale skin and somber-looking eyes, but he asked me to stay so I did. We sat there for hours talking about his life as if he had lived for several years, the tea never seemed to run out and the stories flowed as much as the tea did; he didn't look to be much older than I but was much more mature than any man I knew. He spoke of events that had occurred in the olden days which seemed quite particular to me, but I never questioned him because I was enjoying his company.
By Carla SofiiLove Garcia 3 years ago in Fiction
True Crime: Held Hostage during COVID
Is society ready to come back from the trenches of a two-year COVID outbreak? How are people so comfortable going out not knowing when or if this thing is actually over? How did the government come up with a vaccine that prevents humanity from contracting the virus so quickly? So many unanswered questions but tired of sitting around waiting to see when this nightmare will be over is difficult.
By Carla SofiiLove Garcia 3 years ago in The Swamp
When do you know that the spark is gone?
Relationships are beautiful, make us feel loved and cared for, especially when we’ve gone through so many different types of relationships and you finally found someone who makes you feel alive. The honeymoon phase of a relationship is where both of you are deeply invested in each other, wanting to be together all the time, cuddling the relationship as of it were a newborn baby. Depending on how quickly the relationship progresses, the next few months will determine how long it will last; if everything happens quickly, the “I love you” phrase goes out fast, allowing each other to be a big part of each other’s personal lives rapidly, the likelihood of the relationship lasting or the mystery of the relationship will fizzle out. Here are a few signs that will determine that the relationship’s spark is dimming and how to solve the issue.
By Carla SofiiLove Garcia 3 years ago in Motivation
Passions and Inspirations: Paintings
I didn’t believe that I was any good at my craft until I started looking at it from a different angle; I started creating art through an external lens. I stopped focusing on what I didn’t like about my paintings and started appreciating the imperfections in it. Now as an adult, I paint to distress, which I don’t think it helps to paint to relieve tension, because I lose motivation quickly… painting and writing are two of my favorite passion projects, but I have to be in the peek of my emotions (either great or worse) in order to produce quality work. Painting has always been my outlet, an additional way to express my emotions, and have done quite some pieces when I zoned out and let my creativity take its course. A small story behind the above featured painting; it was around Halloween, I was feeling in the holiday spirit, when it dawned on me to try and create an image inspired by the Day of the Dead theme; long and behold, my first and only Day of the Dead painting! Fun fact: I was asked to sell my piece so it may be put on tshirts… I just couldn’t.
By Carla SofiiLove Garcia 3 years ago in Motivation
Baking is my Hero
Thank you for all the support I am someone who has struggled with anxiety, depression, emotional mood swings, even drastic emotional breakdowns and I have always looked for a healthy solution to help; I discovered baking. I have been baking since I was in middle school, I kind of taught myself how to by watching cooking shows, cooking/baking challenges, searching recipes online, and just experimenting. My mom is someone who loves her sweets after dinner with a cup of coffee, while she watches her shows, so when she discovered my passion for baking, she knew she was set for life, lol. I was a middle schooler with much anxiety, which I didn’t quite understand what that meant (I was too young), I never opened up to my mom about it, I didn’t know how she would take it, so I started looking for things that helped me to cope. My mom didn’t take an interest in cooking or baking until later on in her life, so when I started trying my hand at it, I realized I had a niche. The older I got, the better I got, then I had another reason to perfect my craft; my little brother. He was my guinea pig pretty much for all things culinary, he opened up his pallet when I would create new things, if I didn’t know how to make something better, I would ask him since he was a picky eater (at 19, he still is). My little brother and my mom were two of my biggest supporters in my patisserie journey, they even supported me when I decided to take courses at Le Cordon Bleu; unfortunately, I was paying for school out of pocket, I was working and going to High School, I was later laid off from my job so I couldn’t continue.
By Carla SofiiLove Garcia 3 years ago in Humans