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My Embarrassing Moment
My Embarrassing Moment I have one younger sister; and I was always taught to protect her. Not that I'm any great protector. I'm not a really good fighter. I was always beaten in fights. But I, still, knew I belonged standing up for my little sister.
Shahidah AhmadPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsNo One Other Than God Could Have Arranged This Uber Ride
Uber! A name that doesn't require any recognition. The company has revolutionized the taxi business across the world. I enjoyed many rides with Uber, but the one ride during the lockdown in Sept of 2020 distinctly stands-out above the rest. It's a special one for me, one that I will remember all my life.
Kavi KamatPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsMy Audacious Crabwalk
This is the true story of a group of Ohio college friends who wanted to be cool like the fraternity students. We were friends who met in high school and college. We all came from working class families, so weren’t upper crust, but we had good hearts and we knew how to have fun. Although we were a ragtag bunch of five misfits, we ended up having one of the best intermural co-ed softball teams at the college. While others showed up with sponsored uniforms, we showed up in mismatched T-shirts and shorts. We beat most of the elite teams. We were hoping to get lucky with the girls on the team, but we were so dorky that we didn’t get to first base.
Ted LacksonenPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsToo young to handle!
If we could only erase some memories! At the shy age of 19 years old, in 1997, working in a cafe to earn my keep, I received a promotion that would see me transfer to a nearby, larger cafe of the same company.
Toni CooperPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsMy experience on Wheel of Fortune
My fascination with words began, presumably, as soon as I left my mother’s womb. I believe I may have been peering beyond my blankets to read the brand name of the scissors cutting my umbilical cord.
John BennardoPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsCoddiwomple
When I was nineteen, I decided to move to England. I had been there the previous year for my high school senior trip and met Colin Smith, a British name if ever I heard one, on the last night before my return home. Colin and I corresponded for the year in between, while I attended Michigan State University as a freshman. This was before cell phones and email, so we wrote letters and postcards. I naïvely thought I knew him.
Cheryl SlackPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsTo the Ying to My Yang
Have you ever wanted to go back and have those tough discussions with people who are no longer present? I don't mean in life or death; I'm talking about those no longer in our lives (physical, mental, or just plain cut out). They say with time comes healing and forgiveness, but with our time, it still sits heavy on my heart. To stand from the outside looking in, nothing looked broken. But for the two people who lived it, we have gone through hell and back, slowly chasing our beautiful bond.
Jackie FazekasPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsThe Disgusting Sex Life of My Teen Crush
It has been 20 years since that incident and I still shudder thinking about it. Back then I was a vivacious teenage girl, full of beans and packed with dreams. And like every other girl of my age, I also dreamed of a knight in shining armor, a charming prince who would sweep me off my feet, giving me a life of my dreams.
Peeping_SoulPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsAs Long As You Love 90's Pop...
For as long as I've longed to write fiction or as long as I've been an animation nerd (essentially, "my whole life,") I've also loved music (particularly vocalizing along).
Kent BrindleyPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsConfessions of a Closet Writer
I have a confession. I am a closet writer. I’m an aspiring author. I’ve written two first completed first drafts, currently on my fourth draft of one of my six novels. I write poems. I write blogs that I hesitate to put my name on and I journal.
A.N.TiptonPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsMy Summer Camp YA-Romance Moment
Almost all of my embarrassing moments related to romance happen because of texting/Facebook messenger. Maybe our parents really did have it better because at least they never accidentally exposed to their crush that they have a crush on them.
Robin OwensPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsGraduation Day Blues
I remember standing in a stuffy little textile shop, thinking angrily to myself, I hate this ugly fabric. It does nothing at all for me.
Sara ZaidiPublished 3 years ago in Confessions