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hello my name is Arquaezeona Williams and I am 23 years old and I know right my name is crazy but anyways I want to share my story with you guys so OK it all started back when I was four years old and me and my older sister were playing in the house and my older sister thought that I should go upstairs and ask our mother if we can go outside and play so that we didn’t wake her up and we knew asking my mother anything in her sleep she would automatically say yes so I went upstairs ask my mom she said yeah nonchalantly and you Musta went outside as me and my sister was outside playing she told me that she was gonna go across the street to play with her friends I said I wanna go with you to she said no you’re not old enough me being a hardheaded four year old child didn’t listen to my older sister so as I was walking across the street she didn’t know I was behind her and A lady stopped her car to Allow my sister to cross the street the lady in the car nor my sister realized that I was behind her so when the Lady saw that my sister had finished crossing the street she began to pull into the parking lot and little did she know I was stuck underneath her car I got drug 11 feet one more foot I could’ve been dead and I was in a coma for three months and when I woke up I had noticed that I had a lot of balloons and cards and flowers that people had left me over the time and I guess when I woke up the nurses started really 10 tending to me and giving me baths and changing my bandages but as the nurses was giving me baths I would scream every time because of the pain I didn’t like them touching me when they change my bandages I don’t like them giving me a SpongeBob or anything even when I went home it was so painful I even had to go through the bullying and everything at school but since I have an older sister she helped me with all of that she called it her preparing me for the life that I was gonna have in school and well she did most definitely do that she help me get bypass all the bullies at school and all the questions that people ask me in questions people still ask me to this day people think that someone put their hands on me and no one‘s ever put their hands on me well that has happened but that would be my next story but if it wasn’t for my sister I don’t think I would’ve made it in the real world because there’s a lot of people in this world that say harsh things without even knowing what actually happened to the person and bullies or not nice at all I hadIndoor bullying once my sister stop going to school because she had got suspended and six expelled for fighting my battles for me because people were talking about me and I literally love her for that because if it wasn’t for her I feel like I would’ve ended my own life because the things that people said about me when I was a kid it really hurt people called me Scarface in a dog you know the dogs up a spot on their eyes they called me that
By Arquaezeona Williams4 years ago in Confessions
Confessions of A Conflicted Sun Worshipper
The mere mention of summer makes me feel all warm and new-puppy happy. Don’t know why; summer here in Florida is not all that different from spring, or fall, or winter for that matter. Summer seems more a state of mind - the ever-present lure of white sandy beaches, colorful umbrellas (maybe sipping something frosty and just a tad spirited?), or nap-worthy lounge chairs by a turquoise swimming pool.
By Pat Barnhart4 years ago in Confessions
Angel in the Storm
The angel held up a warm torch light as an arctic river swept along the hillside in darkness. Torrential rain and wind drenched and pulsed through tall Bamboo stands. A few hours earlier we watched by daylight as the stand swayed like seaweed thrown wild and undulating by strong chaotic currents.
By Charlotte Fuller4 years ago in Confessions
Horrible But Proven Ways To Gain Trust
Whether its closing that big deal or convincing your wife that you and the secretary are just going on a business trip to close that big deal, more trust is definitely something we'd like. But how do we actually increase the level of trust that others have in us? Well qualities such as sincerity, honesty and showing others respect can help develop a trustworthy reputation over the long term, but what if you don't have any time for that shit and just need to quickly trick someone into believing you're a Nigerian prince?
By Yogesh Sawant4 years ago in Confessions
Till’ Dawn
The ringing in my ears never ends, a ringing somewhat reminiscent of a siren continues to play in the background of my mind as if it were white noise. Along with it comes a soft fuzzy feeling, one that fills my body as if I’m wearing headphones and playing white noise at excruciating volumes. There has always been a presence of this noise, never ending, and not too forgiving. My limbs tighten and restrict my breathing somehow in a manner of their own, creating their own sensations to add to a cocktail of anxiety. Whenever I inhale, air comes to me in separated, and stiff breaths, allowing just enough precious oxygen to keep my vision cloudy, and my body alive.
By Cassidy. 4 years ago in Confessions
How Anorexia Nervosa and Bulimia Affect Me
After almost 10 years of struggles and fights, I have barely recovered from Anorexia Nervosa. Even though I eat reasonable amount of healthy food, I am still on vitamin pills. If I don’t take my pills, I become very weak, and I cannot work efficiently. It seems that I haven’t come yet to fill up the gaps of around 5 years of repulsion toward foods.
By Marie Cadette Pierre-Louis4 years ago in Confessions
let go
I awoke to a war of famine and death. I felt my fear begging me to seek what I was becoming. The conquest to save a brother from a hell produced by a systematic destruction. See I was one buried alive too. I know the pain that you feel for I have been apart of it. I stood slowly as my heart rate increased. "There you go." "Get up." she said once more. I inhaled slowly and over filled my lungs. I relished in the intensity. I let the vision awaken. I allowed the rust to fall from my flesh and muscles. I exhaled completely and acknowledged the adrenaline flooding my veins. Steady. Do not let it over throw you. The conflict of the storm has arrived. There is no more time to wait. There is no more time for rest. You are exactly where you are supposed to be. You have granted permission to thy self to walk through the crimson cellar door. To let it rise to the surface. The truth of your essence. The universe speaks clearly of what is unfolding and the consequence of an evil unseen in the shadows. Only sacrifice and relentless devotion to the conquest can endure the trials of a crucible of this scale.
By Samuel Bitner4 years ago in Confessions
