In May, my mom told me about a summer babysitting job. Not realizing the challenge ahead of me, I took it. I remember my first day. Anxious. Excited. Not sure of what to think. Is he going to like me? What will I have to do? Will everything be okay? Everyday was a surprise. Slowly, […]

Big bright brown eyes stared up at me, peering through long dark eyelashes. Small, tan arms found their way around my legs, encircling me in a world of warmth. A smile was etched from ear to ear with an unfaltering gaze. And, as I looked down, I soon found my expression to mimic that of […]

“Eu thanatos” is the Greek origin for Euthanasia, which means “good death”. Euthanasia has come to mean the intentional ending of a life because the person would be better off dead. This means they’d be free from suffering. (Munns) As an existentialist, we have free will for there is no God to mandate our personal […]

I have had the great and unlikely honor of growing up the only girl in a family offive children. Being the only girl has many good points. Clothes,toys, games, sports equipment and anything else I could possibly want piled up inmy house Christmas after Christmas and birthday after birthday. I whined andcried until I got […]

My dad died when I was ten. That was the first domino to fall. Then my mom took over his business and in her spare time, escaped her accumulating problems by focusing on religion. Since her attention was elsewhere, her six kids had to take care of themselves. We struggled in different ways to overcome […]

Have you ever noticed how ugly the word ugly is? It is only used when describing something repulsive or undesirable. The world as a whole shys away from the word. Nobody wants to be ugly. This fact is utterly important. You see, I do not believe in ugly. Ugly, does not exist. The problem with […]

The image out of the window was a familiar one; I have seen this snow covered scenery before. The ride to Minneapolis has seemingly shortened now that it is my sixth year visiting. An uncertain knot develops in my stomach because this is the weekend I’m hoping my hard work will pay off. It is […]

“No matter how much it hurts, is it worth losing me?” The question hangs in the air as I think about the needles and IVs. I stare into her deep, slightly squinty chestnut eyes. I want to scream, “nothing is worth losing you,” but my stubborn side doesn’t let me. I turn to look out […]

I remember vividly my first real bolt of inspiration. I’m six years old and convinced that ballet is too technical. I prefer chocolate. Suddenly, the golden afternoon light fills the mirror just so, and for one moment, I see a ballerina. Awe rushes through me, and a ballerina becomes the most beautiful thing in the […]

“Isabelle, come party with us!” As a sixteen-year-old, peer pressure can be dangerous. But I’m thankful for what I’ve seen within my friends and family. It keeps me away from drugs. As my friends and I grew up, some achieved high grades while other achieved a different kind of high. As for me, I started […]