Appreciate What You Have Before it Becomes What You Had!

Appreciate What You Have Before it Becomes What You Had!

That moment when everything becomes clear.

Rebecca's Point of View:

We don't know where we're going, because they blindfolded us to ensure that we don't know the location so we can't call for help. For the whole ride I held his hand to comfort him in his time of need. I kept telling him that we were going to get through this and everything was going to be okay. But, I honestly had no idea, of what was going to happen to us. I don't know how his wound is holding up because I can't see. I have a feeling that he's not going to make it. When I thought of that, for some reason I started to cry. A few moments later, Mr. Brooks moved closer to me and embraced me. We stayed like that for the rest of the ride.

I knew we got there when the van stopped and when Mr. Brooks let go of me. The back doors opened and some of the gang members pulled us out and lead us somewhere. For what felt like hours of walking, we finally reach the destination. They push us into a room, push us down onto the floor, tie or hands and feet together, and remove our blindfolds. The gang leader says, "This is where you'll stay until I figure out what I want to do with you two." Then all of them leave and slams the door behind them.

As I look towards Mr. Brooks, I notice he's on the other side of the room. I see that his tourniquet has bled through, and it's only a matter of time until he bleeds out without any medical attention. I need to know why he took the bullet for me even though I rejected him. So I ask, "Mr. Brooks, why did you take the bullet for me?"

"Because I didn't want to see you get hurt."

"But what about all those times I denied you?"

"That doesn't matter. I'd take a bullet for you any day." It looks like Mr. Brooks is about to say something, but I cut him off by saying, "Going through all of this, I finally realized that I loved you from the beginning. I just didn't want to get hurt and it seemed like you and Clair were involved. I didn't want to get between you too, so I tried to ignore the feelings I had for you. I didn't want to lead you on, but this experience made me realize that it doesn't matter."

"I never thought I would hear those words from you. There was never anything going on between Clair and I. She has deep for me, but I don't have them for her. The only one in my life that I love is you. And I don't know what I would do without you in my life. Since the day you started working, I knew you were the one for me. But when Liam came into the picture and you chose him over me, I was heartbroken. I didn't know what he had that I didn't. But I knew I had to make sure I distanced my self because your happiness is the only thing that I wanted, and still want."

Mr. Brooks Point of View:

I can't believe that she said she loves me. I would feel very happy if I wasn't about to die. I really want to kiss her, but we're a little tied up at the moment. She's everything to me and I don't know what I would do if I were to ever loose her, that's why I had to take the bullet. She's my everything, and I love her and always will. All of a sudden, I hear arguing outside and they say, "We have to clean his wound, because we were ordered not to shoot him."

"But Justin, but they know about us, so we can't let either of them live."

"We were ordered to keep him alive, so you're going to help me clean his wounds!" After that is said, both gang members enter the room. The leader also known as Justin, says, "We need to keep you alive, so we're going to change your bandages. As for her, we're going to keep her alive, until we figure out what to do."

Justin's Point of View:

This has just turned into a mess. The one that we wanted to keep alive is dying, and the one we wanted to kill is perfectly fine! I can't believe I signed up for this, I better get paid a lot for this. I need to figure out a way to dispose of her but also to make sure no one finds out. If we want to get paid that's what needs to happen but I'm not sure if that's my main worry anymore.

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I'm The Girl Without A 'Friend Group'

And here's why I'm OK with it


Little things remind me all the time.

For example, I'll be sitting in the lounge with the people on my floor, just talking about how everyone's days went. Someone will turn to someone else and ask something along the lines of, "When are we going to so-and-so's place tonight?" Sometimes it'll even be, "Are you ready to go to so-and-so's place now? Okay, we'll see you later, Taylor!"

It's little things like that, little things that remind me I don't have a "friend group." And it's been like that forever. I don't have the same people to keep me company 24 hours of the day, the same people to do absolutely everything with, and the same people to cling to like glue. I don't have a whole cast of characters to entertain me and care for me and support me. Sometimes, especially when it feels obvious to me, not having a "friend group" makes me feel like a waste of space. If I don't have more friends than I can count, what's the point in trying to make friends at all?

I can tell you that there is a point. As a matter of fact, just because I don't have a close-knit clique doesn't mean I don't have any friends. The friends I have come from all different walks of life, some are from my town back home and some are from across the country. I've known some of my friends for years, and others I've only known for a few months. It doesn't really matter where they come from, though. What matters is that the friends I have all entertain me, care for me, and support me. Just because I'm not in that "friend group" with all of them together doesn't mean that we can't be friends to each other.

Still, I hate avoiding sticking myself in a box, and I'm not afraid to seek out friendships. I've noticed that a lot of the people I see who consider themselves to be in a "friend group" don't really venture outside the pack very often. I've never had a pack to venture outside of, so I don't mind reaching out to new people whenever.

I'm not going to lie, when I hear people talking about all the fun they're going to have with their "friend group" over the weekend, part of me wishes I could be included in something like that. I do sometimes want to have the personality type that allows me to mesh perfectly into a clique. I couldn't tell you what it is about me, but there is some part of me that just happens to function better one-on-one with people.

I hated it all my life up until very recently, and that's because I've finally learned that not having a "friend group" is never going to be the same as not having friends.

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Poetry On Odyssey: Loving Myself Without Help

people often act like you need relationships to be happy but do you?


Will Smith once said: "Her happiness is not my responsibility. She should be happy and I should be happy individually. Then we come together and share our happiness. Giving someone a responsibility to make you happy when you can't do it yourself is selfish." Too many times have I heard "I need a relationship to be happy and it makes me question what can be so wrong with someone that the need to depend on another random human for happiness? We have our own value and we need to find love within ourselves in order to love anybody else. This is a small poem I wrote on that.I had to achieve happiness from loving myself

Though I always thought it came from loving you

Though after years of chasing fantasy

Realized we weren't meant to be

And that I had to change my point of view

How can I go on hating myself?

And expect love from anybody else?

Cause if I don't have the effort

Let's be real I'm gonna get hurt

It's my own heart that probably will melt

I'm a pretty fly guy

When I dress to the 9's

If I don't show I care

Of course my freshness gonna die

So it's all in the push of my mind

My mind is a wonder

That'll have you sinking under

My thoughts don't just rain

They poor

I'm a valid individual

With so much love to give and more

I guess I can love myself without help

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