Childhood
My family is forcing me to share a room with my horrible sister
Living with my older sister has been an perpetual struggle, to put it mildly. She's not just difficult; she's outright horrible. The depth of my hatred for her became fully apparent when she left for college, providing me with a brief respite from her oppressive presence. Our shared room, a battleground of conflicting preferences, epitomized the challenges of cohabitation.
By Vent-Verse3 years ago in Confessions
As Told By: I’m A Mean Girl and I Hate Myself For it.
I have the self-awareness to admit that I’m a mean girl just like the great Regina George said, “At least I know I’m mean.” I guess I have the morality to admit to myself that it doesn’t make me feel good, but I keep doing it. I guess there is a part of me that wants to stop but I can’t.
By Michelle3 years ago in Confessions
Move Over Holly, Hanukkah is Here. Top Story - December 2023.
Oh look, it's December! That means it's Chris-HANUKKAH season! That's right, it's time for the Festival of Lights and lots of jelly doughnuts. We'll light some candles, sing some songs, and fill our bellies with fried food. Do you know why?
By Oneg In The Arctic3 years ago in Confessions
Get to Know Me
This article was inspired by the following piece by Mother Combs... 1. My favorite Christmas movie is How the Grinch Stole Christmas with Jim Carrey. I've thought it was adorable for as long as I can remember. It has some catchy songs, in my opinion, too.
By Rene Peters3 years ago in Confessions
My Barbie And I. Top Story - December 2023.
When I was a child, Barbie fascinated me. I tenderly held the blonde-haired doll and admired her sleek, toned body. My tiny hands eased her into colorful pink day dresses, and even the occasional satiny evening gown. I combed her long, shining tresses, while I envied her wide, blue eyes enhanced by thick, painted eyelashes.
By C C Farley3 years ago in Confessions
Third Grade
I have felt like a bit of an outsider most of my life. That is something I haven't openly admitted before, because as a general rule, I never felt that being an outsider was a bad thing. My beliefs, interests, background, genetics, even my flaws set me apart from my peers, but they aren't things to be ashamed of. (Well, maybe some of my flaws.) They are part of my identity, who I am as a person.
By Alexandria Stanwyck3 years ago in Confessions
Shattered. Content Warning.
I love watching movies and reading books as a way to grasp the world and how I belong in it. In the movie-Batman Begins-Young Bruce Wayne is asked why he falls as to which his dad replies-to get back up. I feel this concept has reigned with me the most. The lessons and trauma of my childhood remain embedded in my mind and often I sit for hours reflecting on them. To date I am almost 40 and yet still recall hearing certain phrases that would be repeated over and over throughout my life that I first heard at age 4.
By Sid Aaron Hirji3 years ago in Confessions
Lost Memories Epidemic
In the clamoring city by Memory City, a quiet plague grabs hold, denying its residents of their most treasured belonging — recollections. The hero, an apparently common individual named Alex Harper, awakens one day with a psyche absent any and all memories. As the city dives into an aggregate amnesiac fog, Alex sets out on an excursion to recuperate their own recollections as well as to uncover a covered truth that holds the way in to the pandemic.
By JAMAL EZZ3 years ago in Confessions
Turning Orphaned Tears into Masterpieces?
Once upon a time, in a world colored by both dreams and hardships, there was a resilient and determined little girl named Emily. I want to take you on a journey into one of the most significant chapters of my life, a story that traces the intricate path of how I blossomed from an orphaned child into a beacon of hope and inspiration. In the shadows of an orphanage, where dreams seemed to wither, my story began.
By Paint by Numbers 3 years ago in Confessions
