Life is full of impulse choices. Sometimes a choice should take someone hours of careful thought but human nature gets in the way. To define a person by that choice is thoughtless. All the people that come into contact with us on a daily basis are examples that second chances do exist. We all are […]
Read MoreCategory Archive for Writing Contest | Yakezie.com - Part 6
40. Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?
It is often thought that the more money someone possesses the happier they are, but this is not the case, as history proves this theory to be wrong. I am a person who observes the world, and I try not to make the same mistakes I see in society. I’m practical when it comes to […]
Read More39. Peaches and Cream
It does not matter how much makeup one cakes on, how much money one spends on one’s wardrobe, how one does their hair, or how much Peaches and Cream scented moisturizing lotion one uses, nothing can ever cover up the stain of a publicly known mistake in a small town. I am a living testimony […]
Read More38. Should They Be Proud?
As I stepped past the Egyptian guard at the entrance I was not greeted by the golden chambers I had expected, but a dank, dark tunnel that smelled of rot and decay. Before me climbed the way to Pharaoh Khufu’s ancient burial place, yet this did not seem a tomb fit for a king. My […]
Read More37. War Torn
Far away, perhaps, far enough that it never seemed important enough to people on this side of the Atlantic a nation nestled in the depths of Eastern Europe. When Eastern Europe is mentioned, usually the first thoughts evoked are of the former USSR, heavy accents, Cold War and a whole other world fairly new to […]
Read More36. The phone call
“I’ve been giving out chances and every time I do you let me down” is from a song by Taylor Swift. Sometimes, people seemingly break a promise and you give them a second chance. When I was younger, I did not give out second chances easily. But now from my experiences, I have learned a […]
Read More35. Oh my gosh, physics!
“Oh my gosh, physics!” my friend exclaimed when she saw the textbook. I smiled at her enthusiasm, and when she put the book down, I picked it up to see what all the excitement was. Gracing the pages were convoluted graphs with terrifying sinusoidal waves, as well as rows of equations with gibberish Greek letters […]
Read More34. We’re All Lucky
Lu was so tiny, so much smaller than I expected. She lay virtually motioness in a small bed with a pink comforter. Her veins stood out from beneath her pale white skin and it was all I could do to keep from staring. Everything about her looked breakable. But she turned her head and greeted […]
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