Grow old along with me the best is yet to be. I love you not only for what you are,but for what I am when I am with you As we grow older together, As we continue to change with age, There is one thing that will never change... I will always keep falling in love with you. For, you see, each d...

My Dearest Emelye, You have only just left my chamber a short time ago, but I can still smell the essence of you lingering in the air. I can still feel your caring hands caressing my face and arms as you tried to bring comfort to me in these last hours. The ghost of your presence soothes my soul ...

They say time does not last, but a memory will. Unfortunately, a memory does not always serve the positive requirements that we burden upon it. My memories serve only to haunt me of who I once was, and who I never will be. Home videos are the only trace left of the happy extrovert I once had known ...

Things Only Get Better "Evan." My eyes examined the words, "Evan Evan..." I repeated. It was written all over her binder. Not one centimeter without a heart or something else. I knew right then that she was in love. Riley and I have been best friends ever since I can reme...

Andrea Kehler Humanities I 3/5/01 Thoughts of Nausikaa (With a twist in the story) "The man of my dreams, wow! I wonder what he will be like. Oh why does Athena fill such thoughts into my head? What if I never get married? Or maybe her dream was a sign saying soon I will meet the man I a...

"Linda, why don't you meet your boy friend today?" "Oh, Amy, Are you crazy? Meeting a jerk like him right before my birth day is like a nightmare." "But still¡¡ It's your 20th birth day. Why don't you just call him then?" My boy friend, John, he has been acting like a jerk since when we were you...

Most people try to forget the past especially the bad things. When you look back you think of all the good that there was, but with the play "Our Town" it makes you think back to that one time when you ask your mother how pretty you are and the reasons you ask it. In Thornton Wilders pla...