The way society seems to be going these days, I don’t think a lot of people would do anything. Most would just walk right past the person, and a few might even spare a quick glance. Here’s the thing: if I were the one crying in the street, I would appreciate it if someone took a few minutes from their lives to see what was wrong. So, what would I ( Read more... )

“I just want to go home, Daddy.” Nancy wraps her arms around her knees and fixes him with a stare. For a moment, father and daughter stare into each other’s eyes, before Donald Thompson breaks the contact and looks away.
 “I know that, baby. But you need to get better first.” His jaw tightens. “I need you to get better first.”

Nancy glances around ( Read more... )

Is redemption possible? Of course. People make mistakes all the time, some more serious than others, but they can make up for it if they truly want to. There are some, though, who don’t want redemption. Some who enjoy causing pain and suffering, and feel not even a tiny bit of regret or remorse. They don’t deserve redemption, nor do they want it, ( Read more... )

Oh, God. This is really one of those questions that’ll be argued forever, and probably never be resolved. I’m not sure what I think, really. Obviously, laws exist for a reason, and doesn’t breaking them undermine that?  Laws are supposed to ensure safety and provide justice, but what about the times when the law actually prevents justice from being ( Read more... )

 I’m not proud of it, but I’ve asked my father for money.

Don’t get me wrong - it’s not as if I just sat around and lived off my dad’s help. My parents had some money saved up for college, which helped, and I took whatever job I could get. Being picky went out the window after I was released from the psychiatric hospital. I couldn’t go home, since ( Read more... )