Monthly Archives: April 2011
Hard core dad
April 21, 2011Location (City, State): Landenberg PA Im the father of shiyann mullens yes im a young dad but human.The day her grandfather passed i was at his bed side holdin his hand as he fought the machines bein turned off .I tried holdin it together even though my children werent there but it was the hardest thing i ever had to do ever. the emotions runnin through me were unreal then he flat lined we stay awhile longer i turned to leave the room with shyianns mom stop cold turned rubbed his arm and hand one last time looked at my wife and lost it.I wanted to put my fist threw any one or anything that got in my path.He was … Continue reading
Posted in Journal entry |What’s Important?
April 20, 2011Location (City, State): Landenberg PA Whats more important? Hanging with friends at the mall or some other place, or being with the people who love you for you? If your grandparent was in the hospital, would you say to yourself that they’ll be fine, and just go on with your day or would you go see them? They are not always gonna be here so spend all the time and give them as much love as you can. Do this to all your family, even if they’re not blood. They’re still family. My story. Grannit, my story is still being wrote. But the chapter in my story that im referring to is Valentines day. My favorite holiday now. Any way, … Continue reading
Posted in Journal entry |Best Friends
April 19, 2011Location (City, State): west grove I use to think that what made you a best friend was the ability to talk to a friend more than another friend. To have more memories. Over the years I learned it’s about the connection you have. You know you’re best friends when your friend is sad you automatically feel their pain and want to cry with them. When they smile you can’t help but smile no matter how mad you are. You just feel complete with them, like you’re not whole when they’re mad at you. A best friend is trustworthy and loved. A best friend is someone like Shiyann Mullens. I love her as much as a best friend can be loved … Continue reading
Posted in Journal entry |The Report Of School
April 16, 2011Location (City, State): Landenberg PA School. Grades. Report Card. Teachers. Why cant they just disappear? Its been two months that my grandfather has been without me in person. It has been two months now that he has been closer to me than ever before in my heart. Going back to school was fine but everybody new. My best friend had known he was in the hospital and was in horrifying shape. Everybody was caring, too caring. I wanted everything to be the same, but I was wrong. My teachers did nothing. They didnt even let me take my time. As soon as i was back in class I was forced to take all quizzes and test i had missed. Grades. … Continue reading
Posted in Journal entry |emotional pain is worst than physical pain
April 8, 2011Location (City, State): plattsmouth, NE I have known her all my life, we have been best friends since we were 3 and then one horrible night things changed. A drunk driver hit us and killed my best friend. I survived but not without almost breaking everything in my body. I was in the icu for about 2 weeks, I believe, and they didn’t want to tell me she passed away (the condition I was in, it could have killed me) so the night before her funeral I found out and I couldnt go to her funeral. I stated 6 pages for her service. And watched a slideshow of pictures. The last moment we saw each other was right before the … Continue reading
Posted in Journal entry |Cierra(me)
April 4, 2011Location (City, State): Dunlap, Indiana Hi I’m cirri and I just started this because I’ve been reading some of these story u guys and ladies have wrote and they caught my attention ……. So now I hope my stories interest u people……. This post was submitted by Cierra chapman.
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Fire In My Heart, Ice In My Veins A Journal for Teenagers
Teens can write letters, copy down meaningful lyrics, write songs and poems, tell the person who died what they want them to know, finish business and use their creativity to work through the grieving process.