friendship

C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"

Curse of the Secret Santa
The lights. The blinking lights flashing green and red, alternating in duration, yet somehow in sync, clearly the difference maker. The lights illuminate the season. The smell of pine fills the air as I pass the rows of wreath and tree vendors. With several packages in hand, I struggle through the streets of New York feeling the brisk cool air, evidenced through my foggy breath. Yup, tis the season. It’s Christmas time. Whenever I casually walk the city streets, I always experience incidental bumping by New Yorkers seemingly in a hurry - typical. Now, there are shoppers with bags upon bags of gifts no one will ever use. I too am on that same quest except for me it’s a tradition that invokes a curse. This curse is not one conjured by a witch or warlock but one that was self-imposed, unwittingly through my own selfish, childish actions. Only after the third or fourth year as an adult did I realize I was under said curse. Some may call it retribution. Some may call it a well-deserved boomerang effect. I call it quite simply: The Curse of the Secret Santa.
By Tomas Alejandro9 years ago in Humans
The True Reality of Closure
Closure is defined as bringing things to an end or conclusion. That at times is easier said than done especially in this day and age. Most people crave closure in cases of relationships ending or failing, losing friends, or even the death of loved ones. Understandably obtaining closure is a lot easier acquired in the situation of a loved one passing simply for the fact that everyone wants and desires to make peace with those they have mistreated in their final moments. However, that doesn't always make it easy or simple to handle.
By Jennifer Jorgenson9 years ago in Humans
Where Do I Go
I don't want to hate you. I don't want to pull away because it's the only way I know how to save myself from you. But I have also reached the point in my life where if I take much more, I will break. I will break and I will burst and I will flow like ocean waves in a storm. I will pour like hurricane rains and flood like tsunami waters in the depths of my soul. I will tear apart my old self and I will burst forth, not as a butterfly but something more. I will come out wearing every scar from every painful memory I have ever endured. I will explode with the sonic boom of a jet crashing through the sound barrier. I will lament for what once was and what could be. I will shout my sins to the mountains and let you see the blood rush from these once stitched together wounds.
By Jai Storm9 years ago in Humans
My Life
In my opinion, people like to think that they can have whatever they want but in reality that is not the truth. And I am going to tell you why!
By Jacqueline Longhurst9 years ago in Humans
Dim Royal
We met when we were kids, 6 and 9 year-olds running around the courtyard outside the school. The intensity in his eyes reminded me of my grandfather before he died. He looked past the girls playing hopscotch and ignored the boys foot-racing. It was his first week at Laurent Lowell Academy, a posh estate-turned-school for the families that could afford such luxury, and he hadn’t said a word to anyone. In fact, I only knew his name was Huyat because of his announced arrival days before. He was an orphan, and we were to treat him like we treated every other kid. To the others that meant he was poor and invisible. He had been left alone sitting Indian-style in the far left of the courtyard, under the shade of dark green leaves.
By Ona Issuyate9 years ago in Humans
One Question That Will Help You Build a Relationship
One thing I think we can all agree on is that relationships are hard. Whether you are building a friendship from the ground up, trying to get to know a partner on a deeper level, or reconnecting with someone after an extended separation, it is difficult to overcome the awkwardness.
By Suzannah Fischer9 years ago in Humans
Heartbreak and Friends
As I sit in the bushes in that Wal-Mart parking lot I was faced with a decision that would change my life completely. All I could feel was tears running down my face and my chest closing off till I almost passed out. All that was running through my head was what to choose. Do I choose him: my honeybear, my first love or do I choose my family? The people who never really seemed to care about me or the person who seemed to care about me more than anything?
By lala vigil9 years ago in Humans
Dear, the Person I Fell In Love With
We met in 6th grade and at the time my self-esteem was at its lowest point. He gave me the impression of being a jerk but the more I got to know him, the more I saw him as a friend.
By Alexia Villanueva9 years ago in Humans
Living with the Grief of a Loved One
Every time I try to write about him, I seem to have no words. No descriptive paragraphs, no elaborate phrasing, just a wish that he was here again. I have tried so hard not to feel pain when I think of him, not to be hurt that he’s gone, but it seems impossible. Since he had to go a piece of me has been missing and I hope that he’s holding it in his heart, because that is where he will always be, in my heart, my soul, and my whole being. He made me feel things I had never felt before, he made me believe in myself like no one else could, he made me have hope when I felt there was no point. He accepted me through and through, even with all of my faults, he loved and protected me even though I gave him reasons not to. He has always amazed me with his self-less attitude, even with everything he was going through, he made everyone else a priority. He gave everyone around him hope, he was an inspiration, and I was so lucky to have him in my life, even if it was only for a short period of time. He made a mark on me like no else, he made me believe in humanity again, he made me feel like I could change the world. He was my best friend, the only one who could truly understand me, the one who knew me inside and out, the one that made me see the better in people. He was by far the greatest friend I've ever had and in everything I do, I will always think of him.
By danielle9 years ago in Humans
For The Love Of A Daughter Chapter 1
Present Day- Now This morning my room felt freezing. What is different? I can see my breath, I can hear my heart beating loud, my head in its own world. The white walls seem to turn colors. My furniture seems to change colors. I can't- I don't understand. I hear a loud sound that makes my ears ring painfully. I hear a door, and my head gets hit hard. I wake up to my brother standing in my doorway.
By Teya Heck9 years ago in Humans
You Can't Be Nobody's Lover
There's a song that Ashford and Simpson did in the Good Old Days of Real Music called "Over & Over." The song says "Over and Over, Time Again, You can't be nobody's lover, till you're somebody's friend." This song has been resonating in my spirit for the last few days. It's something about those original school songs. They had a message. "Over and Over," also covered by the Late Sylvester, has a message of "Being Friends First." This song is still relevant to today's society in a time to where things are rushed ie marriage, relationships, life, and death.
By Merlin Mystique9 years ago in Humans
The Church Must Learn From Its Past
There are gay people in our congregations. Who love God and who are deeply loved by Him. They worship the Father in all sincerity and truth and are at peace with themselves.
By Darrian Broom9 years ago in Humans