• napewriter
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      • In response to: "If you were in a movie right now, what music would be playing?" Some contemporary jazz music. I'm feeling all thoughtful and wanting to write, and that type of music is good background music for when I'm feeling creative.
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    • Oh My, This Is Awkward

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        No. Not again, M. thought. She'd lived through this experience with her roommate last year. She'd watched L. endure the hatred and comments after doing the right thing. Now here she was again, only this time, she would be the one turning in a cheater. It was one of the neat things about the college - the honor system. And M. prided herself on being honest. She didn't believe in cheating. So why did others think it was an okay thing to do? College tuition wasn't cheap? Why waste the money? Why waste the teacher's time? Why take advantage of everything and everyone? It wasn't fair, but it was sad. The girl cheating was exceptionally bright, and didn't need to cheat. But she did it anyway.

        After some time had passed, M. watched her classmate leave the room, and she knew what would happen. The girl would go to the restroom, and consult the notes she'd so carefully hidden there. When the girl returned, M. got up and headed for the restroom. She knew just where to look. Sure enough, there, in the trash can, was her classmate's notebook. M. looked in the mirror, and gazed at her reflection, seeing the sadness. She sighed, swallowed her unease, and went back to let the teacher know about the girl's notebook and the cheating. M. already knew what to expect. She knew the cheater and her circle of friends would glare and say mean things to and about her. It wasn't something she wanted. She wanted to be liked, to have lots of friends. M. didn't want to hurt anyone. No. She needed to follow her beliefs, though. She needed to stand up and do what was right, and if that meant enduring the negativity from her classmate, then so be it. She'd survive. M. always did. She'd done the right and honorable thing and that was what mattered.

      • answered by napewriter on 07/11/2010
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    • The Scariest Moment Came When

      • They'd gone to see a movie, she and her son. After the film credits had finished, she gathered the popcorn and coke empties, and headed down the stairs to the exit. As with any active 6 year old boy, she watched him rush ahead of her. She hurried to keep up with him, tossing the snack remnants in the trash can. As she entered the hallway, she looked left and right, but couldn't see her son. She ran into the lobby, but didn't see him. She went back to the theatre only he wasn't there. She stepped inside the men's restroom to no avail. Feeling an overwhelming sense of panic, tears burned her eyes. She went back to the theatre, hoping he might be there, but no. Coming back to the lobby, she happened to glance in a gameroom, and there he was, staring longingly at the different video games. Rage, and fear exploded. She rushed in, scooped him up and held tight. Sobs escaped. There was no way she could keep them inside. The fear of having lost him was too much. Finding him and holding him was the only thing that mattered in that moment. The only thing. When he said, "Mommy, what's wrong," she tried her best to explain. He quietly watched her, his expression solemn. He said, "I'm sorry, Mommy." And more tears fell. He took her hand and they went outside to their car and headed for home.

      • answered by napewriter on 07/10/2010
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    • The Most Confusing Part of Life Is...

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        There are many things in life that confuse me. One of the biggies is: why can't we all just get along? I don't understand the hatred that exists out there in the world. Color me wishful and naive. I can't understand hating someone because they look different or believe different things. We should embrace the differences. We should dive into the cultural and spiritual variety. It would be so exciting and wonderful to live in a world of open-mindedness. We could learn from one another. We could live side by side in a happy, peaceful world. It's a dream I have....and I am a dreamer. I turn to my spiritual self and pray often for world peace. It may not happen in my lifetime, but I can hope and pray that my eight year old son will see it in his. Maybe one day.....

      • answered by napewriter on 07/09/2010
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