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I could smell the vodka entering my lungs, surrounding my body in its evil presence. I held my knees close to my body, and rested my head upon a kneecap. The shattering glass echoed in the background, filling my ears with the calls from hell. Tears ran down the sides of my cheeks, as I tried to ho...
It's always said is good to make peace with your past. Well for me that's not the case. It's too hard to let go a painful past and all the things I went through. From the early 1930's through mid 1940's leaving in Germany were years that no one would ever forget. Through ...
It happened for as long as I could remember. I was ten and my sister was four. I am middle- height with light brown hair, which goes blond in the summer. I have pale skin, and when the heat and sunlight touch it, my skin develops in to a sea of freckles. My sister has brown hair like mine. She is sh...
"American Beauty" 1. Impression Management Impression management is a way to get people to see you any way you want them to. To achieve this one would wear a certain type of clothes, for example, to give off a certain impression. It is all about image, and managing the impression y...
This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper. - - T. S. Eliot "The Hollow Men" "I wanted to be scared again . . . I wanted to feel unsureagain. That's the only way I learn, the only way I feel challenged." --Connie Chung "In Germany, they first came for the communists, and I didn...
Finding Your Identity Knowing the fact that no human could be perfect, my determination to accomplish the impossible was merely unstoppable. I would never be satisfied with any of my accomplishments for they were never perfect enough. Instead of giving myself a pat on the back for the amount ...
Finding Your Identity Knowing the fact that no human could be perfect, my determination to accomplish the impossible was merely unstoppable. I would never be satisfied with any of my accomplishments for they were never perfect enough. Instead of giving myself a pat on the back for the amount ...