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Why Failure In Life Is Essential To Achieve Success In Life?
People have a misconception about failure in life. Because most people think it will put you down and give you disappointment. But it will give you many life lessons, That will help you get success in life.
By Arsalan Haroon5 years ago in Motivation
Cha Ching!
Big money! Big money! Big money! Bring me that jackpot baby! Can you smell it? It's Vegas. The lights, the strip, tall drinks, high heels, the three-piece suits, and the actual smell of perfume, alcohol, and smoke all rolled up in one. I get a nice breeze every time someone walks by. Tonight is the night though. I can feel it in my toes! I am going to win. There is a random raffle name drawing for the Grandfather Grand Prize of $2 million dollars plus an orange Infiniti FX45 and a surprise, mysterious package in the glovebox. I began humming to myself the Happy Birthday tune.
By Leah Hayes5 years ago in Motivation
I Am My Own Inspiration
I Am My Inspiration For many years I was asked who inspired me and why. I always found that question to be challenging because no one person inspired me. I believe that my inspiration comes from my young self. I am inspired when I look at my past and how far I came. A fews years back I was a lost black girl who did not know herself. I was conflicted within after losing my father. I felt like I no longer had a home or did not belong. I spent years trying to fit in with my peers and my surroundings but I simply did not fit in. I became an outcast.
By Patrice Edwards5 years ago in Motivation
Black In Between The Cracks
“Your skin is not only dark, it shines and it tells your story. Keep dancing, they can’t control you. They watch and they all adore you. If ever you are in doubt, remember what Mama told you.” —Beyonce Knowles, “Brown Skin Girl” (July 2019)
By teva jenkins5 years ago in Motivation
The Boy and The Tree
There once was a young boy whos’ imagination was so astonishing that even he would eventually believe it was real. His family was poor and thus he wasn’t able to experience life in the ways the youth of today does. No bike to ride no toys to play with, no siblings to to share his imagination with, nothing. All this young boy had was a mother, a father, a roof over his head and a small black notbook. His father worked for what seemed like forever so the boy rarely ever seen him. As for his mother, she worked diligently to preserve the home and make sure the boy was clean and had eaten his 3 meals. Since, his mother and father had little money for anything else other then food, water, and the other bills which came with the house. The boy was never given a proper childhood, but the boy understood this and at such a young age he developed his imagination so bright and wonderful that he could escape into another world. A world of his choosing, could do anything, go anywhere, and have anything he imagined! This small black notebook that was empty had began to fill, day after day and page after page a new adventure was captured in his small black notebook. Soon hundreds of pages were full. Cover to Cover the boy had created a new life full of magic and whenever he wanted an escape from his real world all he had to do was open the small black notebook to one of the number of pages, close his eyes and use his imagination to disappear into the world he most enjoyed.
By Sean Whiter 5 years ago in Motivation
lucky little black book
lucky little black book by: the ADHD Accountant - Krid ‘It was a dark and stormy night’ certainly sounds like a dramatic way for me to start my story. My quasi-biographical how-it-happened-to-me tale of overnight fortune. The truth is that it wasn’t a dark and stormy night at all; it was the cumulation of almost 20 years of on and off again sardonic amusement against the gods of speculation. A clever phrase I’ve ripped off of Emily D. Baker, by the way. Though I couldn’t say if she was the first to use it. She mentioned someone named Saltsy?
By ADHD Accountant5 years ago in Motivation
The Seasons of Oneself
There were only two important things in my life last summer. It almost seems silly now that I was so concerned with something that others thought so small, so tiny. But it was so much bigger than that. My whole entire life was in my writing, in the journal that I brought with me everywhere I went. The tiny, little black notebook that held my deepest thoughts.
By Megan Marie5 years ago in Motivation
Huntress
Frozen branches creaked all around me. I sat stock still in my blind out in the windy woods. My eyes only saw in black and white, and were playing tricks on me as the morning started to add light to the sky. Every movement I saw made me feel like I was hallucinating.
By Khaiti Hallstein5 years ago in Motivation
WHO THE HELL LET US GROW UP?
I'm twenty-five years old. I should have my life together...or so I thought. When we were adolescents, if people mentioned adulthood, we automatically assumed the mid-20s equaled life together and easy. Oh, how we were wrong...well for some of us. Some of us were lucky enough to find our place in life and be successful while the rest of us are still trying to decide what we want to be when we grow up.
By Angela Todorov5 years ago in Motivation
