From Distant Shores_Final Costume Change_God please hear and answer my plea_Changes
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From Distant Shores
A small crowd had gathered by the time I reached the shore. My muscles ached, but the girl I dragged across the sand was still breathing, thank God. I learned CPR as a Girl Scout and, again, when I first began work as a lifeguard, but I'd never actually performed it in the wild, and feared I might have buckled under the pressure of the crowd. A kindly woman wearing a green sunhat handed me a towel to wrap the girl in, as she was quite naked. Efficiently swaddled in the large, floral patterned towel, I laid her flat on the sand. Her fair chestnut colored hair pooled around the light brown skin ...
Final Costume Change
Everything has led up to this moment. All the work put into these last few months—these last few years— is finally coming full circle. Here’s the outcome. Right in front of me. I should feel accomplished. My dreams have come true and I’m in the midst of the proof. Yet all I see are blinding lights weighing me down with expectations. Ear splitting applause I know I deserve but can’t seem to stomach. What is happening? This is what I wanted isn’t it? This has been my dream for as long as I can remember. When I look in the mirror I can still see a shadow of the boy in the living room playing make...
God please hear and answer my plea
Life was already hard for her,she tried so much to make it in life and nearly every thing she did to make ends meet ,just failed while her friends around pushed even less than her and they made it, she had her business of her and selling fish and she passionately wanted both to succeed to make her mother proud for what she had done for her in life. She spent all her savings and even borrowed money from her mother,then lock down came in, every thing was put on hold,transportation of honey to come in for her to sell was cut off,her mother's salary came in lesser because the president had cut off...
Changes
We started the movie. Everyone huddled around the projector, sprawling out on top of blankets placed on my wooden floor, cramming into a very ugly but large chair with a comwww.onedoor.ccfy ottoman. I was sitting with my back against the fireplace that served only an ornamental function and Laura was sitting beside me. When the movie started, she pulled out a small ziplock baggie that contained three enormous joints. Laura explained they were called ‘cones’ because of their conical shape. I had already drank half of a bottle of a West Virginian wine. Laura lit some of the cone and began to pass it around th...