Embarrassment
Ying and Yang
After a year of friends, I felt the room close in. Was it my heart? Or my under pants. This feeling erupted inside of me like never before and around him! HIM! He’s not even my type. Or maybe, I was not ready to admit it. I knew once I did it, leaned in to kiss him, it would open a chapter to a book I’m not even sure I wanted to write. But he didn’t know this, that I was about to manifest his ever-loving dream into reality right here, right now, in sixty seconds.What he knows is the girl of his dreams has been hanging out with him for a year and never moves pass that. What he knows is I’ve swerved his attempt to get close to my face far too many times. What he knows is, friends, and the line that has never been crossed passed that. Though he persevered towards it. He tortured himself involving all his time with a girl that would never come to truly understand him. Until, tonight.
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In the vast expanse of 1997, a year laden with the weight of pivotal decisions and unforeseen consequences, I found myself ensnared in the labyrinth of love and the pursuit of a better life. Little did I know that these seemingly innocuous desires would lead me down a path fraught with trials, tribulations, and ultimately, redemption.
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Actually, I didn't miss you that much. Why did you appear in my sight again? Can you please stop caring about me? Can you please stop reminiscing about me? Looking back now, I was really foolish.
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I recently submitted a rather distasteful story to the manuscripts section of a writer’s site, similar to Medium, planning to expand the story to book length. A memoir of pain and other mistakes. Various responses were received; some puzzled, some troubled, and others understood the message behind the story, which was authentic and recalled vividly in the harshest of terms.
Tina D'AngeloPublished 7 days ago in ConfessionsShe Got Tipsy then She Got Drunk...
I was never the one to shy away from a party. Tonight's office shindig was no different. I wanted to happy myself since I’ve not had any fun for a long time. I had charmed my way past the pathetic cheese cubes and headed straight for the cocktail stand.
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Our organization holds an annual leadership conference culminating with a highly anticipated awards dinner. However, the awards given out to the recipients have been a source of concern for many attendees, including myself. The plaques looked outdated, reminiscent of the 1970s, and although people were happy to be recognized, they never seemed too excited about the actual awards.
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I used to play this old video game when I was younger. One of my classmates back in high school had recommended it to me, and I easily became fascinated with the concept of playing a game where you go on an adventure with your pet companion as you battle your way to victory. It’s easy to say that I got addicted so fast that I would even stay up till midnight playing, trying to be careful not to be seen and get scolded by my parents.
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The sad reality is that for a lot of us, our lives have been pretty much the same. We do the same things, we get the same results, and we constantly wish for a change, we want the world to change, for it to become a better place, a nicer place and everything we imagine. In the same way we want our lives to become better, maybe earn more or even just to do better the things we already do.
real JemaPublished 9 days ago in ConfessionsGrowing Up with My Twin
Being a maze-like journey of life, we often find ourselves faced with tests of spirit, relationships and one’s perception of the world around us. One such time came at a friend’s birthday party in which I witnessed the bond between my sister whom I would refer to as “4 minutes early” in this piece, because she always teased me about her being older than me, even though we’re twins, now it’s not my fault the doctor accidentally hit ‘fast forward’ on her birth certificate!
Kageno HoshinoPublished 11 days ago in Confessions- Top Story - April 2024
A Lifetime of Embarrassing Events
Embarrassment or awkwardness is an emotional state associated with mild to severe discomfort. It usually happens when someone commits a socially unacceptable or frowned upon act witnessed by or revealed to others.
Lizz ChambersPublished 11 days ago in Confessions I Rode My Brother Like A Buffalo But I Don't Care
I remember it like it was yesterday. Ten-year-old me in the shopping centre with my mother and my brother. He was older and fatter than I was which made my idea, at this time, even better. Mother was perusing a local merchants shop and had left us unattended. I was leaning over the balcony of the top level of the shopping centre not far from her, looking down upon the people on the ground floor constantly dilly dallying about like ants whose line had been disrupted by a falling leaf. Once I had become bored of the state of capitalism I turned away from the balcony, and I saw him. There he was: my older, fatter brother; standing in the dead centre of a walkway. Looking around like a wild buffalo on the American frontier who had lost his heard but not so much bothered by it at all. Truly a site to behold. This is what the first settlers in America must have felt like upon seeing this symbolic living entity for the first time.
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