I write screenplays, short stories, and opinionated blogs and am a regular contributor to my school literary magazine, The Gluestick.
I have accumulated over 300 community service hours that includes work at homeless shelters, libraries, and special education youth camps.
Upon our first meeting, she opened up about her two sons, her hometown, and her knitting group--no mention of her disease.
Without even standing up, the three of us—Ivana, me, and my grandmother--had taken a walk together.
You have your ironed briefs for your businessmen, your soft cottons for the average, and hemp-based underwear for your environmental romantics.
But underwear do not only tell us about who we are, they also influence our daily interactions in ways most of us don't even understand.
However, when the end inevitably arrived, I wasn’t trying to comprehend what dying was; I was trying to understand how I had been able to abandon my sick grandmother in favor of playing with friends and watching TV.
Hurt that my parents had deceived me and resentful of my own oblivion, I committed myself to preventing such blindness from resurfacing.
In any case, these articles of clothing affect our being and are the unsung heroes of comfort.2) When I realized I cannot understand the world.
I recently debated at the Orange County Speech League Tournament, within the Parliamentary Division.