Recent Community Stories
  • Marianne Claire Kimble
  • September 13, 2018

I am that girl. This poem is me. I am a 14-year-old girl, and I'm alone, with no one to talk to. I have been through so much in my life, and I have learned to live alone, even though it hurts like hell. I cry myself to sleep, and I hide behind a mask to hide how I really feel. I never tell anyone how much I am really hurting.

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  • Janie Brady
  • September 13, 2018

Rhonda, your post touched my heart. Every word you have spoken, so have I. I blame myself every day, wondering what I did wrong and how I could have prevented this. I've wished to turn back time. May God bless you and your son. My son will be starting his journey...once again. The system sentenced him to 40 years. His attorney is working a plea bargain. My heart is so heavy, full of pain, anger, and guilt. I was supposed to protect my son. Why my child (son)? He just turned 31. God be with us and our sons, amen.

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  • Happiness Nsikak
  • September 13, 2018

Hi Elina,
The past always try to get at us, but you have to let it belong where it should...in the past. Concentrate on the now, and live your life to the fullest. The Lord can help you if you can ask him.

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  • Francis Padillad
  • September 13, 2018

I have a daughter. She is the most magnificent creature, and I was blessed the day she was brought into my life. She was born with spina bifida and fetal alcohol syndrome. Despite all the obstacles, milestones and everything they said she could not accomplish, she has and surpassed everybody’s expectations tenfold. This glorious angel has been in my life since the minute she was born, and I have never seen her as anything less than my child. I would give up my life for her. I would spend my day caring for her. She is my child. Unfortunately, she is not biologically or legally my child. I made the unfortunate, naïve mistake of trusting her mother’s word. Now that she seems to have no use for me or my help, my baby is being taken away from me, and I’m left feeling hopeless. She is two years old. All I can do is hope and pray that the time and love we had together she will carry in her heart as will I. Hoping for a better ending to our story.

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  • Subhash Bansal
  • September 13, 2018

This poem is a well-deserved tribute to all mothers of the world. I am 72. I lost my mother in 1999. One has to go. She lived her life well. I do not have any regrets. This poem reminded me of her existence. What a great impact she had on my life that I feel proud of her. She was an ordinary woman but a great mother. Mothers are mothers. Nothing less, nothing more, yet unforgettable. -Subhash Bansal

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  • Diana
  • September 13, 2018

My husband and I been married for 2 years, but he is going to be locked up for 7 years. He was the one doing almost everything at home - saving account, bills, washing clothes, cooking. Now everything changed. My heart is with him, but 7 years is a lot of time. I need some good advice because I don't know how to make it.

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  • David Harris
  • September 12, 2018

To my wife - thank you for allowing me to have a wife. May we grow old together.

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  • Emmy Becolore
  • September 12, 2018

My oldest brother is in the Air Force and was stationed in Arkansas for 6 years. He is now in England. Justin has been there for 4 years, and in 2 months he is leaving for Japan for another 4 years. This poem reminded me of him because I barely get to see him. But this summer we are going to visit him. This is a great poem, and I am very inspired by it.

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  • Subhash Bansal
  • September 12, 2018

Love is the true inspirational force. It motivates, encourages and strengthens the resolve to achieve the achievable. True love neither expects nor demands anything in lieu. It only believes in giving. If one can feel such love, life becomes livable. ~Subhash Bansal

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  • Cyrice Bautista
  • September 12, 2018

I'm in the same situation. Every time I try to tell myself I don't like him, the more I do. he ignores me every time. I just play along with it, hoping he will at least say good bye to me, but nothing.

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