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around 12 years ago I broke my watch. My dad asked me how the new watch got broken and to avoid scolding i told that it was my classmate who did that. my classmate was scolded and punished for something that he did not do. I am really sorry for what happened to him.
Two things that I hate about US people – they consider themselves supreme and second, they hate us Asians (as evident from my dad’s friend’s speech at my home yesterday)
i found something out about my maid.
it’s dangerous, but she promised me to never to it again.
i don’t know if i believe her or not.
the only reason i’m keeping her secret is because i’m hoping she’ll keep mine. i’m afraid of so much…
afraid of what she can do,
and afraid of what she might know.
she told me to not tell my mother, and i won’t…
and i know that i’m 100% wrong on keeping her secret.
i couldn’t sleep all of last night. i kept having nightmares.
i want to know when she’ll be leaving, but i can’t ask anyone.
i hate this feeling.
being afraid is not an easy thing.
I sometimes forget to say thank you.
When I was 16 my dad just bought a new car and a few days later he let me drive it and I left the headlights on for several hours. Of course the battery died. He asked me if I had left the headlights on and I said no. He took the car back to the dealership telling them there was something wrong with the battery and they replaced it. It’s been 33 years and I still feel gulity about that.
From the days of my childhood to the age of fifty, I have always lived in a rented house but now I don’t want to. When I look back in my life to see what I have done, the thought that I could not buy a home for my family stings like a thorn and imparts pain.
I hate Chuck Norris and I always defame him in my college.
I am in love with me bro’s wife. What should I do?
May people think I am a weirdo (especially my friends)but they do not know themselves that the people weird from the world achieves something great. They are fools in the true sense.
After reading few stories of John Milton, now I know that he is not as good as people tell.
It was first time I went out with my friends for drink a week before. I am in a college and i really felt it a sign of bad behavior. I am really sorry my parents. I am sorry.
I was 18 when I saw her first and at once I told, – “she is hot…really hot”. I love Penelope Cruze and would love to marry her.
i believe i could kill someone and get by with it.
I’m in love.
It’s scaring the hell out of me, because I never believed in love.
Plus having a boyfriend is not easily accepted in my country, and my society.
My mom found out.
Twice.
She went crazy both times.
I told her I’d leave him.
I’m not planning to.
I lost my mother’s trust, and I think a bit of her love.
I sneak him in my house every few days. Not a single soul knows about this, except for me and him. If word got out, I’d probably be arrested, plus my family’s name and honor would ‘go down the toilet’.
I’m risking a lot, I know this.
But so is he.
His father is extremely religious, and would never go for it.
I want to get married, and I truly hope that he does too.
What Am I To Do?
I Love Him <3
I fell in love with my young elementary French teacher 12 years ago. I was 8. I still am head over heals in love with her. I am a girl and have never had any feelings to this extent for anyone else. My love for her keeps growing everyday and I can’t help myself. I don’t know how, but I had the courage to add her on a famous social networking site. Of course, she didn’t remember me as I had hoped she would. I did not add her on the site with the intention of stalking her. I only added her to ease the pain of her absence. I am now 20 years old and still remember the way she entered class, with her lovely curly hair, gorgeousness and wit. We live continents apart, but even the long distance in itself is not enough for me to confess to her. That will never happen because it would be very awkward for her, and I wouldn’t ever dream of putting her in that situation. One day I might, when I become a little more crazier. But until that day comes, I hope whoever she ends up with will cherish her, respect and love her without boundaries for the rest of her life. I know I will love her for the rest of mine.
N.