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Many of us either know what Snapchat is or has one, but for the ones who do not have a Snapchat, let me fill you in on what the phone application is about. It is a popular social media app that lets people send pictures and or videos to friends that self-destruct after a certain amount of seconds.
Jasmane DaneshmandPublished 5 years ago in VivaDoes Evil Have a Name?
I hope you remember me because I will never forget you. The events that play over and over in my head, as if I'm forced to watch a never-ending horror movie. You took so many things from me. My security, my best friend, and how easily you took my strength. Being alone with men began to scare me in ways I never thought it would. From a man coming over to set up my internet to being alone in the bakery aisle at the supermarket, I fear that they might do what you did to me.
Sleepless inStLouisPublished 5 years ago in VivaThe Story of My Hair
I had shaved my head last spring. Many asked, “Did you have a Britney Spears moment?” “Why would you cut it all off?” My answer, “Because I have always wanted to and essentially just said fuck it.” 🤷🏼♀️ I have had many hairstyles over the years. Purple, red, blonde, long, short, bob, bangs, and yes, even braids.
Working in Retail Helps Me Get Along with Women
I moved up to Saint Augustine almost one year from now. I moved up for some guy. (Insert feminist trigger-rage face.) But I have been with this guy for six years so it was bound to happen one way or another.
Heather WilkinsPublished 5 years ago in VivaDo the Bump!
Unsurprisingly, the world has not moved on in the seven and a half years since I procreated, and the toxicity of the UK press continues unchallenged by concepts like "Heavens to Betsy, that is a really pointless thing to get judgemental about" and "this has got bugger all to do with the public interest, let's go investigate tax loop holes for Billionaire’s instead."
The Duffers DiaryPublished 5 years ago in Viva'The Story of an Hour'
The Story of an Hour is a short story published by Kate Chopin in 1800s. The story is set on the protagonist, Louis Mallard and her marriage with Brently Mallard that shapes much of the story later on. The story unfolds after Louis hears about the death of her husband in a train accident. She is informed of this tragic news by her sister, Josephine. Upon hearing this, Louis is devastated and promptly rushes upstairs to her room where she locks herself up. Louise takes a seat and watches out an open window. She sees trees, smells drawing nearer rain, and hears a seller shouting out what he's offering. She hears somebody singing and also the hints of sparrows, and there are fleecy white mists in the sky. She is youthful, with lines around her eyes. As yet crying, she looks into the separation. She feels uneasy and tries to smother the building feelings inside of her, yet can't. She starts rehashing the word "free" to herself again and again. Her heart thumps rapidly, and she feels warm.
Daveline MompointPublished 5 years ago in VivaBreathing
I’ve always been big on control. Whether I have it or the illusion of it, I like to think that I have some sort of power over things happening around me. I've realized you really only have control over a couple things. You have control over the way you conduct yourself, and the way you choose to react to any given situation. That is what is so terrifying about being sexually assaulted. I remember waking up and feeling like a stranger in my own skin, a place I had never loved, and now wanted out of. I remember waking up and playing back the night before. I remember the weight, feeling like I couldn't breathe. Breathing is something so innate, we take it for granted, but in this past year I've become familiar with the twinge of fear as it escapes me and the relief as I take in a deep breath.
Emily SchroederPublished 5 years ago in VivaHow It Feels to Remember
I swore to myself that I would never tell anyone, but it just slipped out the other day. I had been drinking and I was in a great mood and your name came up and it just slipped out. I was in the hallway with Jackie and I remember how horrified her face looked and I realized what I had said. But I was saved, some drunk boys came out and we chatted with them, I went home, and I never had to confront the horrified look on Jackie's face.
purple and bluePublished 5 years ago in Viva- Top Story - February 2019
The Future of Modeling: An Interview with Swiss Model Manuela Frey
A true covergirl, Manuela Frey knows how to rock the runway. One of the busiest models in the fashion scene, she has achieved a ton already and the vivacious young Swiss model is happy to share her thoughts on the industry.
Ossiana TepfenhartPublished 5 years ago in Viva Black Power
Now, this isn't any article just about empowering the black race. As a young black woman living in the 21st century, you can imagine I've had my fair share of experiences with racial abuse.
Annica WebbPublished 5 years ago in VivaI Am a Feminist
To those of you who have continued to read past the intro title, a big thumbs up to you, you’re a beautiful fucking person. A lot of people will have switched off as soon as they saw the “F word” because still, too many people, it’s a dirty word that inspires little more than an eye roll.
Francesca MeyrickPublished 5 years ago in VivaThe Aftermath of Rape
*Warning: some details of my story maybe triggering for some* Hello, I’m yellow sun. Now, of course my name isn’t actually yellow sun, but how sick would that be? Anyways, I’m 22 and my childhood was weird. You know how sometimes life seems like a distant memory, almost like a dream? Not a beautiful dream, but a nightmare. Yeah, that’s repression. So, I’ve always automatically repressed things. How do I know this? Because I watched a movie a couple of years ago, and this teenage girl was being raped by some of her family members. I left the theater feeling nauseous and I couldn’t sleep for months. Crying in the middle of the night, feeling disgusted, and hating my body more than I ever have. I didn’t realize what was actually wrong.
yellow sunPublished 5 years ago in Viva