Autobiography
Finding My Voice: A Journey of Resilience and Redemption
In a world filled with noise, where the cacophony of opinions often drowns out the whispers of personal experience, there exists a tale that transcends the ordinary. It's a story of hardship, redemption, and the remarkable power of human resilience. This is my story, a narrative that I hope will resonate with countless others on their own unique journeys.
By MOSTAFA SALMAN2 years ago in Chapters
What Can I Use To Remind Me?
My morning rituals are attached to the refrigerator as a reminder note. Does it work? I never look at it. I go to the fridge to get something out of it. I will occasionally check to see when a graduation or baby shower is scheduled. Because it’s a morning ritual I shouldn’t be forgetting but I do!
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Chapters
Everyone deserves to overflow with limitless love
No one deserves to be loved halfway, undervalued, or simply feel undeserving of love. You might think I'm talking about relationships, but I'm not. I want to talk about self-love, which we often forget about when we're busy loving someone else and waiting for them to give back what we've given away.
By Sergio Rijo2 years ago in Chapters
Hearing the Call
I was a junior in college and Eric Church embarked on his groundbreaking Holdin' My Own Tour. I wanted more than anything to see him perform live. These shows were not just typical concert affairs, they were something new altogether. He was, as his tour was so aptly named (after one of his songs), holding his own tour. No openers, just approximately three hours, split into two sets, of him and his band, The ECB, playing as many songs from his catalog, from the hits to the deep cuts, as they could fit, along with some covers. Each night, the setlist changed. And as I found out when I began my journey of following the tour online, jaw dropped, was opening the show solo, just him and acoustic guitar onstage. As the instrumental interlude of the song began and he deliberately moved to the main portion of the stage (because the stage was an original design that included a pit within it - notable in and of itself), it then broke into the rock guitar solo on the electric guitars and the stage lit up as a local high school choir sang the backup vocals. It was epic. Each night of the tour, in each new city, a new choir made their debut.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro2 years ago in Chapters
Admiring dream
Sarah had been in a relationship with Tom for a few years, and they had talked about their future together. However, Tom had never mentioned anything about getting engaged or married, and Sarah wasn't sure if he was ready for that kind of commitment.
By Aditya Singh2 years ago in Chapters
Fruit Jello
I have a sister who is four months older than me. Okay, she’s my step-sister, but we’ve been together since we were both five years old, so we are close. We are almost as close as twins. As any kids who grow up together, we could speak to each other without uttering a word or a sound.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Chapters
Life On The Spectrum: Chapter 2
I remember distinctly my preparation day for kindergarten. All the parents and future students were ushered into the large auditorium and heard a speech or something (okay, some details are somewhat fuzzy). The students were then treated to a preview ride on the school bus, which was a very different experience than being in the car with your parents. It looked like a lot of fun. What I remember most about my Kindergarten Year were the Art and Music Classes, maybe because they were the most involved. It was only in the morning so I would go home every afternoon and do whatever I did in those days. We had our first School Musical, based entirely on Disney music. I was cast as one of the Donald Duck characters in the Mickey Mouse March, which I guess thinking back was appropriate since I probably frequently interrupted teachers and threw temper tantrums.
By Sean Callaghan2 years ago in Chapters
Aging Groups of Supportive Friends. Top Story - October 2023.
In October of 2012, I was diagnosed with bronchitis. It was not bronchitis. Then I was diagnosed with pneumonia. It was diagnosed as pneumonia a second time and now we are in November of 2012. I was diagnosed with cancer.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Chapters
The Man Who Invented Fantasy
Lester del Rey wore 1950s-style horn-rimmed glasses, an untamed billy-goat beard, and his silver hair neatly brushed back above a prominent forehead. Notably, he would generously distribute cards bearing the inscription: Lester del Rey, Expert. On occasion, he would humorously claim that his full name was Ramón Felipe San Juan Mario Silvio Enrico Smith Heathcourt-Brace Sierra y Alvarez-del Rey y de los Verdes. However, it is important to note that he was actually born Leonard Knapp, the son of Wright Knapp, in 1915 in the rural southeastern region of Minnesota. Like many notable figures from the state, such as Jay Gatz, Prince Rogers Nelson, and Robert Zimmerman, del Rey was captivated by the idea of reinventing oneself. In 1977, at the age of sixty, del Rey harnessed his inclination for imaginative storytelling to great success, effectively revolutionizing the genre of fantasy fiction as we know it today.
By ABDUL RASHID 2 years ago in Chapters
