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Emily Norell
ENC 1101
Jie Liu
Shut-up
alarm clock (as I normally do) followed by the repeated, not to mention
to go. Breakfast waiting for me on the kitchen table. Mom waiting for
the passenger seat as if I have nowhere to be. Can you tell how much
with it all, I mumble under my breath just shut up, mom. Little did I
know, these couldve been the last words I ever said to her. She was
shocked. I was shocked, too. Did I really just tell my MOM to shut up?
Did she really listen to me? She did, because there were no words.
None from her and certainly none from me. The tension. You could cut
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it with a knife. Pride and ego filled my head and no sympathy for the
hurt I may have caused her came into mind. Slamming the door on the
way out, I dont even turn back for a hug and kiss goodbye. The day
went by. My bad mood subsided after being around my friends. After
school, soccer practice flew by and it was now 7 p.m. Let me tell you
her car parked out in front of the school by 6:45, ready to pick me up
and take me home. Its 7:10. I am now worrying. Phone call after
phone call with no answer I finally see my dads car turning into the lot.
bag into the car, Your mother just got out of an emergency surgery
and we are going to go wait for her to wake up. My heart stopped.
day I will never forget. The day I was informed that my mother, age
46, was diagnosed with stage 4 cervical cancer. My mother, being the
was sick. Seeing her eyes finally open on the hospital bed was the
who realizes that all things in life are so very temporary. The pitiful
attitude I threw at her that morning cost me the pain and regret I felt
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for treating my mother that way. Since that day, Ive come to
most important person in my life and knew that I had really needed to
Jack
212. The phone rings. Mrs. Krise picks it up, Sure, Ill send her
already eagerly waiting in the car. Both Justin and I, too young to
realize what this day actually means, but old enough to show our
our lives, thus far. The 15-minute drive felt like an eternity. The rest
is all a blur considering that was close to 11 years ago Jack Tate
of his own. With its own definition. He is Jack. Thirteen years old
new baby brother, Ive spent the past 13 years of his life so
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why it happened this way until recently. You see, my older brother,
Justin, and I were always the best of friends. Only 2 years apart, we
and knowing that another sibling was on the way, I couldnt wait to
me. It didnt exactly work that way, though. Justin was thrilled that
sports, and collect baseball cards with. Justin and Jack. An alliance.
Justin and I never lost our inseparable sibling bond, but seeing him
and Jack together made me somewhat resent Jack for also having
finally define the relationship Jack and I have, or lack thereof. Just
home with my family, now 100% on my own and one step closer to
the real world. Being here at FSU for about a week and a half now
has made me realize that the time I neglected to spend with my little
brother is time that Ill never get back. He is growing so fast and I
him. Yeah, I love him. And of course Id do anything for him. But
being away from him is something that has been extremely hard to
do. In a split second I could lose him. Aside from getting good
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Robbery
I was just sixteen years old when I was robbed. Nothing left. It was
scarred from this robbery. However, what was taken from me cannot
was on my way home from work when I found out. My boyfriend had
mean, I was sixteen. Its not like I was in love or anything so I let my
ex off pretty easy, leaving my (ex) best friend to deal with my raging
anger, choice words, and the mere exile out of my life. Despite my
trust anyone. Ever. I dont quite know why this impacted so much
especially considering how young I was. I just know that it has left its
ever had to endure. This was my BEST friend of close to ten years.
Inseparable. United. Joint at the hip. Two hearts beating as one. Two
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A friendship here one second and gone the next. Sabotaged. How
been there for me through all the good, the bad, and the ugly.
worst. Before this happened, I was always the most trusting person. I
was someone who was so easy to talk to and open up to. But now,
broken down by the ones willing to spend the time and effort doing so.
cant help but think that all guys will always be the same until proven
wrong. I cant help but think all my friends are deceiving me. For the
past two years since this incident, I have hindered my own personal
recovery from something like this, but I have taken steps to speed up
can expect it in others. I forgive, but never forget. And, lastly, I rid my
life of relationships with people who do not bring good, positive energy
to it.
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Together Forever
as charged. I am one of those girls whos obsessed with her dog. Hes
just the cutest thing youll ever see! His happiness: literally radiant.
Impossible to be around him and not have the dying urge to pick him
up and hold him close. When youre having a bad day, worry no more!
Cooper is here to make it better. Oh, and dont even worry about your
May 29th, 2015. The day Coopers life ended. It pains me to even
think about it. It all happened so fast. Too fast. Not even two years
he was here one second and gone the next. It was as if someone
ripped my heart out and put it through a shredder. Losing a best friend
has got to be one of the absolute worst experiences in the entire world.
As I still attempt to cope with not hearing his excited bark when I come
through the door, and not feeling him at the foot of my bed when I
single day life gives me. I know that a day is never promised in life.
with me.