Samantha Simmons
Bio
I am a 22 year old college graduate in the process of studying for the LSAT. I love writing and I am looking forward to sharing my stories and improving my skills.
Stories (4/0)
What is Love?
Love: An intense feeling of deep affection. It seems simple by that definition, an intense feeling of deep affection. For some, it is that simple no more and no less. For others, it manifests as an intense almost spiritual feeling so overwhelming that they can not put it into words. How convenient. I know that I love my parents and my grandparents and my brother. That is obvious but that is familial love something that almost everyone knows the feeling of. I love my dog, obviously, but everyone loves their pets intensely it's almost a requirement for being a pet owner. I love my friends, though I don't have many I know I love them.
By Samantha Simmonsabout a year ago in Humans
Just a Glimpse
She could only spare a glimpse. She had admired him from afar since they were children as she did not leave the house much even as a child. Though this did not stop her from dreaming about what it may be like to know him. What it must be like to be the cause of that smile or that laughter. She was too reserved to venture out into the world very much or speak to people on her own so she was left to build fantasies in her head.
By Samantha Simmons2 years ago in Fiction
Just a Glimpse
It was just a glimpse, that's all, just a flash of red hair and pale skin in a window. He would see her when he looked out his window from across the street not every time he looked outside but often enough that he came to feel comfort in catching a glimpse of her. It wasn't until recently when he passed next to her house on a walk that he saw the vibrant green of her eyes. Like every other time he saw her it was just a glimpse but she was so strikingly beautiful that he stopped walking.
By Samantha Simmons2 years ago in Fiction
A Glass Room
I feel lost. I think I have always felt lost. I mean everyone says that but thinking back to my teenage years I think lost is the only way to describe how I felt. Even now at 22 I feel lost. It's like I am stuck in place watching everyone around me live their lives and their dreams. Everyone else gets to "live their best life" but I'm stuck in place. It's not like I don't have dreams or don't know what I want because I do but it's like there is this wall that I can't get past.
By Samantha Simmons2 years ago in Psyche
