Grief/Loss of a Loved One

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I Feel like my Family is Cursed.

Hello my name is nyzayah and I’m going to tell you the story of how I thought my family was cursed. When I was 10 my uncle passed away so I had to go to California for his funeral and I...

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A twist of Time

God is Faithful and Deserve my Praise I am praising God because the Lord has given me a new song. God is faithful and his grace and mercy endures forever. Over the past months, the...

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My Reality

Trigger warning: Before reading this post, please be aware that it includes descriptions of rape and sexual assault. I would like to know what happiness is. I would like to have someone who...

Los Momentos Que Nos Definen

Vivimos nuestras vidas de momento a momento, de respiración a respiración. A veces, aguantamos nuestra respiración para que el momento dure, pero otras veces, cerramos los ojos y...

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Two losses; one decade

Lived with two very hard workers. My father was an alcoholic, but a hard worker, provider. My mom, the best way same hard worker, provided everything, just wasn’t a drinker. Many...

Why I run

Growing up I never thought of myself as sporty or athletic– that was my sister. She was coordinated, aggressive and an all-star athlete like my dad. I considered myself to be...

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I miss my aunt

I had an aunt with inner talent but never showed it. She actually baked cakes for a living and they were so delicious. Other than that she also cooked for us. She got married and soon had...

Give and Take

It’s hard not to feel like you’ve been robbed. I wouldn’t even call it robbery really. When you get robbed, at some point the items taken will be replaced or returned (if your lucky)...

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Why I can’t love

I was born to a 14 year old girl and a 17 year old boy. I didn’t realize my life was any different than other until I was 10 years old. My mother was loving she cared for me despite how...

Our defining moments

We live our lifes from moment to moment, from breath to breath. Somethings we hold our breath to make the moment last but at times we hold it, close our eyes and beg for the moment to...