Gabrielle Jackson
Bio
My name is Gabrielle. I have been writing since a young age, it is my passion. I decided to join Vocal to share my stories and hear the stories of others. To inspire, and be inspired. I feel the mind is astonishing.
Stories (6/0)
#200
#200 Challenge First, I would like to say Congratulations on Vocal’s 200th challenge; it is a great accomplishment! I would like to thank Vocal for this platform that allows others like me to have a medium to showcase our talent and help us to evolve. I speak for myself when I say that I never thought I would have one or more of my writings published, and now I can type my name in, and all my stuff pops up. This is quite an achievement for me.
By Gabrielle Jackson4 months ago in Writers
Love, Jealousy, and Money Kills
Who Killed Kareem and Passion? Big Henry took over his father’s oil company after he graduated from high school. He met Domonique in junior high school, and they have been together ever since. Big Henry was famous in school for sports; he played on the basketball team as the point guard, he took his team to the championship every year since junior high school, and he scored thirty-four points a game by himself. Big Henry was a chill man and very shy; he was not the player type and when he met Domonique, he fell instantly in love with her. She was short, light-skinned, with long, beautiful, silky hair, and her eyes were hazel in color. Every boy wanted Domonique, but she only had eyes for Big Henry because she knew he would make it big. One would say Domonique was a gold digger; she liked the finer things that life had to offer, and she did not mind making it known. When Big Henry first tries to talk to Domonique, she immediately tells him that she needs a man who can spoil her, and give her everything her heart desires, and Big Henry promises her he will do that for the rest of their lives.
By Gabrielle Jackson4 months ago in Criminal
Dear Ma
Dear Ma, I have been trying to write you this letter for years now but never could finish it because it would remind me of the pain and disappointment I felt as a child. What's impressive is that it took Vocal Media to give me the push I needed or the motivation to get it done. Vocal Media is a platform for writers like myself from worldwide to share their stories and poems. I joined with hopes of becoming a well-known writer.
By Gabrielle Jackson2 years ago in Confessions
From Across the Room
From Across the Room As, I stood up and walked down the aisle where my co-workers were, (all women), I saw him across the room, down in the next aisle facing me. I first noticed he was a tall, brown and sophisticated, you could just tell. A man wearing a suit, to me is a turn on. It says, he is sharp, smart, well- groomed and clean. My whole body heated up like a volcano that just erupted.
By Gabrielle Jackson2 years ago in Poets
The Beast Behind the Eyes
The Beast Behind the Eyes Out in the open they are loving and warm, with matched smile full of charm but behind closed doors, the eyes of a darkness far beyond what could ever be imagined, an evilness that will only cause harm and damage.
By Gabrielle Jackson2 years ago in Poets
