Featured Author: @morey-lezama
THE ROAD TO FAITH
When I learned to pray, my heart fervently desired that Max would disappear from my path. In my prayers, I eagerly asked for his absence, believing that I could then have more attention and closeness with the catechist. I did not stop to consider the consequences of my words.
But fate, sometimes ironic, had other plans. Max suddenly became ill and was hospitalized. We learned that he was suffering from leukemia and would not be able to attend school or catechesis. A strange mix of emotions came over me. At first, I felt a strange joy, as if my wish had been granted, but that joy quickly turned into an overwhelming sense of guilt.
Featured Author: @dianelson
Mirrored
A year later, I stood in front of the mirror.
She stared back at me with a smile that made her eyes wrinkle at the sides.
Her braids were down, her eyes bright like the sun, the layers all gone.
I stared and all I saw was me.
The girl I always wanted to be.
"Hey", I said to her with a smile.
"Hey", she replied with the same smile.
We both laughed even though nothing was funny.
Featured Author: @borderline.babe
Going On A Rant // Our City's Epidemic
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If people are out on the streets, they are making the conscious decision to do so; they do not want to give up their addictions. My city alone, which is a major metropolis, has a few dozen shelters available. Granted, it is easier said than done to quit, but if one truly wants to succeed, they need to put in the effort. It was one of the most challenging things I've had to do--the cravings stayed with me for over a year, longer than I spent actually doing the drug... It's why, again, the effort needs to be there. One of the most difficult parts of the journey is separating yourself from people and situations that enable drugs. For me, I knew the best thing was to break up with my then-boyfriend and move out of that living environment; as soon as I did, my situation improved! I no longer associated with anyone who partook in that part of my past. There was no more temptation--I was completely in control.
Featured Author: @rinconpoetico7
The secret
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Morning came slipping through the man's half-opened eyes. Drowsily Damian got up, groping his way to the bathroom, with a small flash of memory Demian remembered the importance of his appointment.
Hastily he went to get ready for the rendezvous, though doubts continued to haunt the man throughout his apartment. When it was time for the appointment, Demian felt his heart pounding uncontrollably, his stomach lurching along with anxiety and a million doubts.
He took a cab, as he gazed around the faded buildings, hallucinating about the meeting that had stolen his sleep. After about half an hour's ride, the cab stopped and the driver's voice brought Demian back to reality.
Featured Author: @wongi
Nature Always Comes Through
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One regular day while I sat by the outer parlour looking at the sunset, a little birdie flew on our electricity transformer. One thing led to the other and there was a loud noise accompanied by a spark. "Poor bird just got electrocuted" I muttered without giving it much thought. I didn't know that I was about to face my fear head-on.
My parents were out late and for some reason little wongi was home alone. 7pm, 8pm, there was no light and no one was home either. Without hesitation, the creepy images started forming in my mind. My bedroom felt like the only comfort zone and so I ran there. The heaps of clothes, scattered curtains and disorganised books created this giant monster in my imagination. The only thing on my mind was "write a note for your parents before the monster swallows you", but how was I supposed to do that with no light?
Featured Author: @chincoculbert
Humans are Humans, Fishes are fishes
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But I was wrong, I started to see tons of people jump into the water laughing happily. The waves were strong, soft, soothing at the same time and it went back and forth playing and laughing too.
"Don't just stand there!, C'mon!". Jane said as she dragged me to go with her. Fear gripped me but I couldn't let go of her hand. The sand under my feet was milky and the sun smiled directly at me bearing it's rays on me, and striking a balance. Jane entered the water and swam off leaving me at the edge of the water.
I stood there smiling, the water was indeed beautiful. But what was more beautiful was watching how happy people were. I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. I stood like that for minutes until something lifted me so fast. No it wasn't something it was someone!, No someones!
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