corey turner

corey turner

Struggling Author, African american and human being that wants to be treated as such and like every other person to get my story out to the masses.

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  • corey turner
    Published 6 months ago
    WHEN IT'S THE RIGHT TIME TO PROTEST? AND WHEN IT'S NOT?

    WHEN IT'S THE RIGHT TIME TO PROTEST? AND WHEN IT'S NOT?

    The act of protest is by definition an action taken as a last resort. It is taken into consideration when society has concluded that your voice is useless and the conventional system of support fails. When the legal system does not render justice and does not give heed to your concerns. When the political process disregards your necessitates, and may not even cognizant of them as existing. This is the exact time when we need to stand up and protest. Throughout history, the protests are opposed and deteriorated, but it is our fundamental right that can never be denied. We can practice it anytime, anywhere and without any restriction because when someone opts to protest, it is obvious that several issues are needed to be addressed. However, in the contemporary world, we can set the limits and find out ways how to make protests more effective without violence. On the other hand, authorities should have an intellectual and unbiased mindset to understand the concerns and solve the issues of the people on real grounds.
  • corey turner
    Published about a year ago
    What Makes a Great President

    What Makes a Great President

    Presidents have played very important roles in the development of their respective countries over the years. They are leaders that people look up to for inspiration, because they are public figures. However, being a public figure doesn't mean that they are beyond mistakes.
  • corey turner
    Published 3 years ago
    #My Worst Date Story

    #My Worst Date Story

    Well, it all started after I graduated high school, I mean barely graduated high school. I wasn't a scholar by any means. The typical kid that copied someone's paper for a nominal fee of course. Although I had a certain gift at singing and thought that was my way out of the life that I was in. Had the best looking girl at the school and plenty of friends, so you could say I was the Fonzi of the TV show Happy Days of my era. Being I had honors chorus boosted my celebrity status tenfold. Known for my style of sound that sent the ladies crazy and always wanting to be around me there was nothing that held me back and I wasn't going to stop until I reached the top and make it big time. When I heard the news that I was going to graduate I fell to my knees and thanked God first because, as I mentioned earlier when I told you I barely graduated, I failed the eighth grade a while back mainly because I was a knucklehead and a ladies man and thought books were for geeks. Had to learn the hard way and that was a lesson learned. You know how it is when you think you're the man and feeling like you are on cloud nine. Cheech and Chong couldn't hold a candle to me. I smoked so much weed, I think if I would have gotten cut nothing but the smoke would spew out of that cut. A handsome and cocky kid that I was, not to be too full of myself I felt like I was invincible. Back then gas was a dollar fifty and the products that are out now that were out back then tasted a lot better. Wait, I know what you're thinking, but this was in the 90s, I'm not that old. Cell phones were out then thank you even though they were flip phones they were out darn it. Partying was an understatement for me though I went to a few of them in my lifetime and had a blast. True, I could remember very few because I was so wasted, but my friends tell me I was the life of them. Till one party when I went with my cousin was one I wish I would have taken back. I'm a country boy so you can imagine this party was in backroads-country, where if you were to trip in it you would be out of it.. that tiny. Back to this beautiful lady that I met, well, to make a long story short, we hit it off and decided to call each other the next day to go out. Fresh dressed and feeling like a million bucks I was ready. She picked me up and yes I had a car but she wanted to drive, I'm not a scrub ladies. We went to a movie and after the movie, we got a couple of drinks before she took me back home. Me thinking I'm the big drinker, I chugged down some cheap liquor which I don't recommend to anyone. So after it settled in me she started to get frisky and we started kissing each other. So after I got a half of a word out that was it, I thought the window was down in the car I was so wasted. Next thing you know I felt like I was going to hurl and fast so I leaned next to the window and spewed chunks which redirected right back in my face because the window was up. So after she died laughing I called it a night and needless to say never heard from her again. Once again #worst date ever.
  • corey turner
    Published 3 years ago
    5 Tips for New Parents

    5 Tips for New Parents

    Being a parent for the very first time is a scary, but thrilling challenge. Each day would be filled with something totally new as the baby grows and develop his or her very own personality.
  • corey turner
    Published 4 years ago
    The Watertown Nightmare

    The Watertown Nightmare

    How It All Started There was a flash of light as the sky exploded into rumbles of thunder one after the other, as the storm brewed with thick dark clouds that shrouded the sky and the sun. The trees along waved in a frenzy as the wind made its entry into the town, taking the leaves with it and rattling the windows. Jamie looked outside and watched as their neighbors hurriedly made their preparations for the oncoming storm. Her brilliant blue eyes kept watching them as they have for hours, unloving.
  • corey turner
    Published 4 years ago
    The Seventh Obsession

    The Seventh Obsession

    "The Forbidden Romance" Darkness and light. What would happen if the two of them became one? Here in the realm of the shadow, beings of unknown forms and sizes are everywhere. Here, the inhabitants can smell weakness and among Death, there are worse things. What means existence to demons means termination to mortals. In the underworld, like in the world of the living, power is everything. You are strongest not because of your size or your roar but in the moment of opportunity when you strike and defend against those who dared to trod on what was sacred. A demon can only have what is sacred, it matters not what it is, his eyes, the horns, the weapon that is a part of him as much as his dark soul. There is nothing more precious than that. That was the truth of it for Elionist and there were no other truths. How wrong he was.