I had mentioned to my Supervisor how much he makes‚ and that his wife must make a lot‚ because the Supervisor had mentioned various times that his wife worked at a school. I know that school jobs are part of the government‚ so they pay well. Also‚ my sister was a school teacher‚ and she made good money. I mentioned that to him to show him that he makes a lot with two incomes (his and his wife’s together). I just make about $10‚000 net pay a year. He’s already doing well‚ especially with two
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box and stored away. My teacher read interesting books to my class. She would take two weeks to read a 500 page book. I enjoyed cuddling up next to watch each expression she expressed. Every couple of months my teacher set up blanket forts and let us read independently all day long. We’d read beside the light of a lamp and bring our own pillows to lay on. This was my favorite time of the year. From there‚ she let us write stories and read them aloud. My teacher helped develop my love for writing.
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everything‚” she scoffed. If the crazy bitch only knew the things I did for my father. My father was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis 21 years ago and had been getting worse ever since. His body was attacking itself‚ and all we could do is sit there and let it happen. When grandma came‚ she always showed up with bags of weird gluten free‚ dairy free‚ soy free‚ flavor free foods. She was convinced that everything we ate just made my fathers symptoms worse. Now‚ I do agree McDonald’s probably made everything
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plain‚ I could feel my bare ankles stinging from the stirrup rubbing against them. We had been riding for a solid three hours in the unbearable heat. Suddenly I felt my body falling backwards‚ my horse was running. I grasped onto the horn for dear life. Thinking back‚ they did not teach me much about how to ride a horse before I jumped on‚ so I had absolutely no idea what to do. “Should I jump off?” It seemed like a valid option because my horse was heading right towards my mom’s. I was then in
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My Traumatic Event It was the first week into my sophomore year; I thought I was going to have such a fun and careless time‚ I had just got out of a very bad relationship and for the first time I felt free and in control of my own life. Until the day that my traumactic event changed my look on life‚ and made me open my eyes to reality. I had walked over to my friend Mykayla’s house the morning before school. As I walk in the door Mykayla says “Hey girl I’ve got some good stuff for you.” Me:
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The crisp fall air lapped my face like a little puppy licking a boy. The air felt like a little leather whip was hitting my face constantly‚ giving me burns. But of course I knew it was windburn. I was sitting up in my favorite tree. I looked into the distance and saw the brown‚ red‚ and yellow leaves coming down from their trees and bushes. This time of the year was usually my favorite. Fall was my favorite because of the beauty and the colors. But not this year. I will always look back as long
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There I stood with my heart racing‚ ready to run five kilometers. To everyone else‚ this was an unimportant meet that even the coach said he did not care about. It was for me‚ however‚ more terrifying than losing my mom in the grocery store when I was a child. My first meet and all I could think of was my speed or lack thereof. I did not have distance spikes. I did not have a muscle roller. All I had was my heart in my throat paired with running shoes. Since the day before‚ my blood pressure had
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lives have complexities not fathomable to other people‚ a rabbit hole of insecurities‚ strengths‚ and weaknesses. I never understood sonder until I became a barber. After many years in my craft‚ I began to like my client’s stories‚ which coming from all walks of life. They always have a new perspective on life than my own. While many people collect stamps or coins‚ I collected these stories. In particular‚ I remember this young chap who was just like you‚ waiting for me to finish his haircut. He was
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My sister and I were going to race‚ and we were getting ready. We both had our bikes out and we had our knee pads on. Well me and my sister we’re gonna race we were getting. Ready to race and then we were trying to prepared because where we live had . My sister was 11‚ and she is a year younger than me. She has long reddish hair and she is tall for her age. I had long brown hair‚ and I am average for my age. Like a mountain from top to bottom that you can. Ride in and we set are bike but there
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November eighth of last year‚ a day that will live with me forever‚ evolved into a day that my car (Lexi the Lexus) and I almost died. On this lovely Sunday afternoon‚ some friends and I headed out to enjoy our normal Sunday Funday. Shortly after leaving the house for a drive‚ the song “Jesus‚ Take the Wheel” started playing. About ten minutes after the song we sped along about 75 mph down a blacktop back road‚ singing‚ laughing‚ living the time of our lives‚ and carrying on as normal‚ when we
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