Carolyn Leonelli
Stories (7/0)
Awkward Moment Created By Dad
I must of been about 14 years old at the time. A few weeks prior to this we moved into a new house. I had not met the neighbors yet, just knew that they were an older couple with three young sons. The oldest being just about a year or so younger than me. It had been snowing on and off for days now. This afternoon I found myself sitting in the front window, captivated by the image of my neighbor's son shoveling snow in the front yard and the driveways of the houses next to ours. Just then my father came in the front door, he had been outside talking to the neighbor. He chuckled and said why don't you go out and talk to him, you have been sitting in that window watching him for over a half an hour. To which I abruptly replied, no thanks I am good. He followed it up with when did you become so shy? I said I am not shy, I just don't have anything to say to him. Are you completely sure about that he asked while kind of laughing at me. To this I replied yes and stood up and headed toward the stairs to go up to my bedroom. My dear old dad who was still standing by the front door proceeded to push me out it as I was walking past him. Now I probably would not have minded so much if I wasn't barefoot and wearing just a t- shirt, and a pair of basketball shorts. Just knowing that my father was on the other side of the door laughing thinking he was funny, was extremely annoying to me. I heard through the laughter, you can stay out there until you talk to him.
By Carolyn Leonelli3 years ago in Confessions
Music Soothes My Soul
I have always kind of been my own soul. I like to be by myself, and I also enjoy being with family and friends. I am the type of person that can enjoy a movie, a concert, or a quiet Friday night with just me and a good book with the lights dimmed. I guess that I have been this way pretty much my whole life. I started writing at a very young age, it has always been an outlet for me. But nothing has been as constant or more dominant, or needed in my life as music has. I was introduced to live music at a very young age, by my dad taking me to concerts on weekends.
By Carolyn Leonelli3 years ago in Beat
The Cling On Date
It was a night like any other, or so I thought. I had been working on my next manuscript for the last several hours. I tend to get lost in my own little world when I am writing. There was music playing low in the background of my bedroom. This is where I choose to write most of the time, with either classic rock or country creating a little noise to help me relax so I can concentrate and get lost in the words on the page. When I write I turn my phone to silent so that I am not interrupted every five minutes with a text or a notification that so and so are now in a relationship or Betty Jean, or Bobbie Sue painted their room purple with blue flakes... Or so facebook tells me. Of course this is also to avoid the insistent nagging from my friend to set me up on yet another bad date. And she feels that she needs to do this because, well I guess because I have not had a decent date in well I don't remember the last one.
By Carolyn Leonelli3 years ago in Humans
Worst First Date
I have not had much luck in the dating game lately. I have tried the dating apps. Those are the worst. I get all the luck there by luck I mean guys that text once and when you tell them your not interested they continue to send pictures and texts telling you why he would be perfect for you. I tend to be a bit particular in who I go out with. Only because I have been with the lowest of the low. From alcoholics, to drug addicts, and even one that tried to kill me. But I wouldn't change it for the world.
By Carolyn Leonelli3 years ago in Humans
I Was An Addict
Addiction comes in many forms. Addiction also has many faces. I know this because I am an addict. I no longer active in my addiction. However once you lose all control and become addicted to something, no matter what it may be the truth is even once you stop this affliction you always have a great chance of returning to it. Or even picking up a new one. Many people who have never had to deal with being an addict or had one they cared about, will tell you that addicts are weak individuals. I don't believe that for one second. As an addict you are not weak, on the contrary most addicts are very strong individuals that unfortunately are trying to most of the time cover up and run from their pain. Whether it be mental, emotional, psychological, or physical pain. Pain comes in many forms and fashions. Just like addictions do.
By Carolyn Leonelli3 years ago in Psyche
A Leo Like No Other
I have never put much faith in Astrology. Well that is to say as far as who is compatible with whom. I feel as though even if you have stronger personality traits leaning one way or another should not decide your fate. If you want something to work, you must believe it will, and work to make sure it will. I guess in saying this it leads me to my next point I was born at the end of July, making my star sign a Leo. I do posses many of the traits of this fire sign. Anyone that knows me may even tell you that I am your typical Leo. For the most part I would predominantly agree with that.
By Carolyn Leonelli3 years ago in Humans