School
My family is forcing me to share a room with my horrible sister
Living with my older sister has been an perpetual struggle, to put it mildly. She's not just difficult; she's outright horrible. The depth of my hatred for her became fully apparent when she left for college, providing me with a brief respite from her oppressive presence. Our shared room, a battleground of conflicting preferences, epitomized the challenges of cohabitation.
By Vent-Verse2 years ago in Confessions
Extraordinary You
. Nam Joo is an illegitimate child, so he won’t be inheriting his father’s fortune, which lowers his social status at school. But he refuses to go abroad to hide or let his mother dictate his life anymore and even declares his true identity in front of the whole school. Nam Joo is obviously written to be a cliché, but this side of him really exudes the heartthrob male lead aura and proves that he’s deserving of Joo Da (even if he still loves going around declaring stuff “in the name of A3”).
By Angela2 years ago in Confessions
As Told By: I’m A Mean Girl and I Hate Myself For it.
I have the self-awareness to admit that I’m a mean girl just like the great Regina George said, “At least I know I’m mean.” I guess I have the morality to admit to myself that it doesn’t make me feel good, but I keep doing it. I guess there is a part of me that wants to stop but I can’t.
By Michelle2 years ago in Confessions
Switching Schools
I have always been brilliant. I have also struggled to learn effectively, though. After grade school, I could improve my grades and succeed in my work. I had been sent to a small Christian school, and I was doing very well. Learning became more manageable, and I became comfortable with my classmates. Also, I had the best grades in my grade level.
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Confessions
Third Grade
I have felt like a bit of an outsider most of my life. That is something I haven't openly admitted before, because as a general rule, I never felt that being an outsider was a bad thing. My beliefs, interests, background, genetics, even my flaws set me apart from my peers, but they aren't things to be ashamed of. (Well, maybe some of my flaws.) They are part of my identity, who I am as a person.
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Confessions
Scars of Resilience. Content Warning.
The first assault was a whisper. Not a literal one, but the insidious kind. It came from the corner of the playground, from the mouth of a boy with eyes like chips of ice. "You're not like the other girls," he hissed, his words dripping with malice. "You're different."
By Rupankar Nandi2 years ago in Confessions
The Reunion I Never Attend
Is it just me? As I sit here, reminiscing about the past and the numerous school reunion parties I've intentionally skipped, a flood of memories rushes in. The invites arrive every few years, tempting me to revisit the past, to reconnect with faces etched in the book of my school memories. Yet, each time, I find myself grappling with the same internal debate..."should I go or should I stay away?"
By WENNA WILLIE2 years ago in Confessions
hazel eyes
It was the first day of school after a very long summer holiday . I was the type of person who loved school very much because I found it fun to have fun with my peers and play with them. After I became 14 years old, new students moved to our school, and this is where my story began.
By Unkown 2 years ago in Confessions
To Gigi
I have several other items in my head right now that need attention: bills; exams to give, create and mark; trips home to plan (tickets are an easy click away); family dramas (better for another piece); other concerns… I wish I could focus on something else right now. I wish that life made some sort of sense so that this would not hurt the way it does. But that is the problem with hope and that eternal spring… Life often provides you with nothing but cold reality in the form of news that takes the wind out of your sails and crushes your heart.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Confessions
Just a Little Fever. Content Warning.
It started innocently enough – just a little fever. The kind that makes you think a good night's sleep and a few over-the-counter pills will fix everything. Little did I know that this seemingly insignificant fever would unravel into a series of events that would reshape my perspective on life.
By Nexus Narrator2 years ago in Confessions
Annoying habits - if you don't stop doing that I'm going to scream! . Content Warning.
The rhythmic tapping echoed through the room, a relentless assault on my sanity. It was a sound so innocuous yet increasingly infuriating, like a water droplet persistently hitting the same spot. I sat at my desk, trying to focus on the spreadsheet in front of me, but the tapping invaded my concentration, demanding acknowledgment.
By Nexus Narrator2 years ago in Confessions
