humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
How to Stop Being Bullied
No one wishes to be bullied within their life. But unfortunately it happens and it's not fair. The real reason why bullies shame others is because they have something insecure about themselves that they're not proud of, so they take it out on others to feel better about themselves. I was bullied throughout most of my school years, but it wasn't until my final two years of school when it got really bad. I was bullied because people thought I looked ugly so they made jokes about my appearance and starting body shaming me in the changing room because my face did not match my body type, and throughout that time I told no one besides my closest friends. My friends would listen to what I had to say, but they were no good at making me feel better. All the advice that they would give me was to just ignore the bullies. But it was hard to ignore. This happened to me everyday by a large group people that I couldn't just ignore. They were in the same classes as me and they would always sit next to me in assemblies so they could just laugh at me. I was beginning to really hate myself and come home everyday and just lock myself in my room and cry. The worst part is I didn't even want to tell anyone because the exam period was coming up, so I didn't want teachers or one the staff members to know about this because I just wanted to focus on passing my exams. But now I am starting to regret it. One of my main bullies still go to my school, but I don't really see much anymore. If I come across her she stills acts same way towards me by laughing at my face deliberately so she can get into my head. Well, that all stopped three months ago once I learnt how to control her actions with just a few changes to my mind set. So here are ways to stop being bullied by others.
By Bethany Gordon8 years ago in Humans
New Adventures Await
The sun has gone down, the sky is dark, and the street lights flicker amid the warm, mid-summer air. Birds continue to chirp to each other, kids shouting in their backyards, and a fan blowing cool air into my bedroom; well, what will formerly be my bedroom in less than 48 hours.
By Morganne Thayer8 years ago in Humans
Chapter 1
I’m average. Average height, average weight, average job, average life. Excitement is an experience which I’m not very knowledgeable of. I’ve lived in a small city all of the 24 years of my life. Same roads, same buildings, and the same faces. Familiarity can be comforting, but there’s a different between one blanket and twenty. I felt suffocated. So three weeks before my 25th birthday, I decided to move. I spread my wings and flew to the big city of Denver. I’ve loved it here ever since I was a child. We would take field trips to the museum, and it was in those moments where I saw buildings higher than I ever had, streets bustling with traffic, and faces so unique I couldn’t get them out of my head.
By Mathidile Tuesday8 years ago in Humans
Millennial and Proud
Something most people outside of the millennial generation don’t realize is that we are the way we are because of everyone before us. Why is it Gen X doesn’t seem to realize that THEY are the ones who gave us the participation ribbons and trophies that we all “need”? Why do they not think that we all randomly woke up one day and thought “Man, I’m not going to be motivated at all until someone gives me something for it”?
By Mari Quite Contrary8 years ago in Humans
You’ve Been Used
You just found out that someone you trust has been using you. This can be your family, a friend, significant other, or even a classmate, and you NEVER saw it coming. When you find out you’ve been used, your emotions will start pouring in. You’ll feel surprised, hurt, betrayed, and even angry. You’ll wonder why you didn’t see the signs earlier and why the person did it to you. Let’s talk about ways people can use you and how to avoid it.
By Virginia Shefcyk8 years ago in Humans
A Summer Excerpt
Times were changing. I knew this much. Home had turned into an empty word. It was blurry, up in the air, floating, taunting me as its palpability slipped through my fingers. Although, now that I thought about it, home wasn’t a thing that had ever stuck. It was a term I had given my primary residence, as I felt it was the normal thing to do, and everyone around me seemed to be content with the idea, so it seemed fitting to follow suit, but the truth was I hated it. I was fried, and some of it was my own doing, as I so willingly sprinted through what my “guidance” councelors referred to as “the gateway”, but mostly I blamed the pseudo intellectuals for sucking me dry all those years. I wasn’t sure who I was anymore. I used to have hobbies, ambitions even. I used to be so passionate that it would consume me and I used to daydream about the day I’d move to New York City and live a life of my own. I used to be what they’d call “driven” and with a “bright future”, but with each passing year everyone seemed to care less and less about what it was that I wanted or what I thought or what I needed.
By Blue Dream8 years ago in Humans
We Are All Human
The way that society functions as a whole today is on an entirely different level than any other previous generation that has graced this Earth. The things that humans can do in today's age is fascinating. The technology we have is almost unearthly at times. The access to food and water, to healthcare, to places once unreachable. Humans today have traveled to other celestial bodies. We have been able to accomplish amazing architectural feats. Human society on a physical level seems as superior as ever. However, like a coin, there is always another side to it.
By Sarah Montgomery8 years ago in Humans
Being Hispanic
In this day and age, it is sad to see people still having difficulty accepting different cultures. I am from Hispanic descent. My father and his family are from the Dominican Republic. My mother was born in New York, but her parents are also from the Dominican Republic. I was born in New York, but was raised there and in the Dominican Republic, so I was brought up speaking two different languages simultaneously, English and Spanish. My “native language” is both of them.
By Arianna Suárez8 years ago in Humans
Someday, Not Today
There is nothing left. We have lost and our existence will be mourned by those who have come to love us. The rain comes down to wash away the fires, and to let us see clearly, that we no longer have a place in this small world we all desire to possess.
By Alexa Mendoza8 years ago in Humans
