Embarrassment
Breaking The Seal
I’m almost positive that we have all experienced some embarrassing moments in our lives. Those instances that make us cringe so we deliberately filed them away into a mental cabinet which we have purposefully kept under lock and key. The hope is that with time, we may be able to reopen some files and laugh at some of these circumstances or we can just keep them locked up and never think about them again.
By Ali SP5 years ago in Confessions
Fall of Shame
My entire life can be described as a series of fractured fairy tales that are strung together by stand upon strand of unconventional pearls of wisdom. These unique, opaque orbs are a collection of life lessons that one would never expect to learn in the ways I fatefully did. Some of them are true tragedies that resulted in profound learning experiences that I wish I could have avoided all together. Others are so bizarre and comical that they take people off guard by their sheer ridiculousness. Then I have the jagged little barbs that fill the spaces in between. These are strictly mortifying events that taught me nothing, except how to pray to god that they would never happen again.
By Wendy Sanders5 years ago in Confessions
I'm not him
I was just 18,we all remember what that was like. I had met this girl at a party. We all know that feeling, when you see someone and your thinking wow, I could spend the rest of my life with them. This might just be that person that I marry. It's like the whole world just disappears and all you can see is them. I know we all have those very special moments, that moment you think you're going to remember it forever, so you can tell your children, and grandchildren about that first time you met their Mom, Dad, Grandmother or Grandpa. That moment when your heart is filled with so much Love, you feel like your walking on clouds. I think we can all remember those moments. That very first time we fall in Love, the first kiss or your first time. You couldn't eat or sleep they were all you thought about. Thinking about them still today, takes you right back to that moment. When your heart was filled with Passion and Desire.
By David F Anderson5 years ago in Confessions
You’ll Never Believe Who I Talked To Today
The year was 2011 I had recently inherited a …sum …of money, it wasn't so much that I was gloriously rich, in fact to some people I suppose it would've been a generous contribution to their savings. To me, however, having grown up low income in a middle class neighborhood, it seemed like ALOT of money; for the same reason, I had the money management skills of a large, overripe spaghetti squash. Granted, there were certain things I really did need, the 42-inch tv I bought from Walmart to replace the 20-inch, 15-year-old tube tv that sat in my rented single room was one, clothes were another. There were things I didn't need, 8-hour writing sessions with Chardonnay and ham sandwiches at the local art cafe, for instance. I also didn't necessarily need to keep my friends fed with fast food for 3 months. There were some good times too though, and one mortifying moment that I think about at an unhealthy frequency of about once a week.
By Sabrina Johnson5 years ago in Confessions
10200 Emergency
You ever work in a high security job? I have... The job can be dangerous, exciting, and full of adventures. It has the potential to make life long friends and pals that would support you no matter what. It also has the potential to create the most unimaginable incident a human male could have.
By Thomas R Dorsett Jr5 years ago in Confessions
Samson's Story
Micha had assumed the role of man of the house after his father had died. It was a long journey to normalcy but the family had started to live again. The pain had retreated to a more distant place. Micha was now 20 years old and a day trader and been doing quite well. After some discussion, his Mom allowed him to invest some of their money. He was at first conservative. But as his confidence in his research grew so did his gambles. And then the stock market took a down turn and kept going. Micha lost all the family investment. He would not, could not tell his Mom. His guilt at losing the family’s savings was too much to bear.
By Libby Brien5 years ago in Confessions
The Epitomes
I didn't know that I was being bullied until I had moved back home from the city; I've made myself a place in my mind where I could escape and leave the memories of the past. The rumbling sound of the train reminded me to wake up and know where to put myself every day I rode the train. The seats stuck to the side of the train for dear life, like they too could fall off if the bridges that held up the train on my way to the city again. I tried staying at home where I could've possibly renew the soil of my heritage where my roots stay. The smell in the east, the wind and way the sun hits differently here. It's like the nature read your actions and are giving you the answers here. An answer as to why I never seemed to fit in.
By Nabilah Chowdhury 5 years ago in Confessions
Red Camera Flip Phone
May 27th... We had just arrived home from church. The kids jumped out of the car and start grabbing the horse riding gear. Ruth and Mark packed up their lunches for the day and, within the hour, they were gone. Meanwhile, I stayed home, in my basement apartment and play video games. It was a normal day. College was out for the summer. I started two new jobs in the upcoming week. We were all on great terms. Nothing to have my stomach in knots for. It was 3:49 PM when that changed. I'm sitting on the couch in my living room playing Spider-Man on the Xbox when Mark opens the basement door and calls me to come up the stairs. Still nothing suspicious. I even respond jokingly with "I didn't do it this time!", which was my typical response. God, I wish I knew how inappropriate that was at the time!
By AR Terique5 years ago in Confessions
Heartache on the 5th Floor
There he was, on the football field surrounded by a slew of a mix of futball and basketball players. I knew he wasn't Chinese because he had thick brown sideburned and blue eyes. He looked French or Greek or some kind of exotic that I wasn't familiar with as a Mexican-American woman.
By A.X.Partida5 years ago in Confessions
