Showing sad stories for tag "Storm"
No Mama, we can't leave!
Madeline
05 Nov, 2014 04:42 AMSo it was really gone then. I thought that we could still stay. I really wanted to stay. Mama and Daddy really wanted to stay. Even Charles, who absolutely hated this place, wanted to stay. I guess anybody would stay here in Oklahoma rather than somewhere else, where they would have to start with a new life, new farm, new everything. But we can’t stay now. We wouldn't have anywhere to live. Because our home was gone. The big, mean people crushed it into little pieces. Although I’m hoping that a miracle will happen in the next few seconds bringing our home back. I really, really hoped, but deep down I knew that the miracle was only in my dreams. I guess that we could live at Aunt Heather’s house, but they will do the same to her house soon, if they haven’t already. It’s the same case for everybody... [Read More]
Tags: Drought, Young, Dust Bowl, Childish, Sad, Depression Era, Depression, Tragedy, Innocent, Parents, FamilyVotes: 7
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Love Has No Obstacles.
Chloe G.
24 Oct, 2010 11:54 AMLove has no obstacles, right? Well, that's what I thought, until recently everything changed. I won't use his real name but I'll call him by his nickname, Storm. I've known him since sixth grade, but things didn't spark till seventh. Keeping in mind, I'm a junior now. I'll start with seventh grade. Seventh grade we were just in middle school, starting up what we thought were "relationships". We were complete opposites, Storm being one of those guys who was a bit on the tough guy side. And then there was me, the girl that everyone knew, the "goody good girl" as people would say i used to be. We got on the topic of basketball one day, and it was the 2007 playoffs, the Spurs Vs. the Mavs. That's what sparked us, he was the cutest guy i had ever seen, the sweetest, funniest, and most interesting guy I've ever... [Read More]
Tags: Storm, Love, Distance, Obstacles, Hurt, PainVotes: 2
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