The Letter To My Father
Dear dad I know it's been about two years in the making but here's the letter you asked me to write about my feelings and what's on my mind.
Thousands of free stories. Support your favorites when you're ready.
Showing stories tagged with #personal-reflection Clear filter
Dear dad I know it's been about two years in the making but here's the letter you asked me to write about my feelings and what's on my mind.
Opuss has been a friend of mine ever since I downloaded the app. Writing is half of me, I cherish it so much. Unfortunately, after hurting events today, I am going to have to delete my Opuss account.
On the day you passed away, A part of me passed on too, And left behind an empty heart, Broken from the loss of you.
You hear the expression 'Its a small world', but it's not. People bump into each other who live within 20 miles of each other and say it when really, it's just process of elimination.
I like to take pictures. That's what I love to do. I have thousands of them. But my favourite one is you. Taken at my sisters wedding. You in your little kilt. Sitting on an armchair.
Shopping.
July is our year end at work so i've been working late and stressing about deadlines. Sadly this has had an impact on my writing as I feel pretty drained and tired.
34 years ago today a legend was born, i entered the world backwards, that's probably why i have big feet, i didn't really think that in 34 years time i would have 2 beautiful daughters and 3 amazing...
Yet another night cryin myself to sleep. The funny thing is, is that my brother hasn't even been gone for a week and I already miss him. It's soo hard. I am soo proud of him.
This is what i have so far for my love(: if u have any ideas on how to make it better...i will put it into consideration but idk what i'll do. Thank you so much.
Let's take a stroll Down Memory Lane As rain slowly drips On the window pane We travel the house The one we used to know All the fights and pets We had to let go We go into our little backyard With...
As I sit here on my sofa. My mind begins to roam. Of gentle thoughts. Of why I love my home. I have a dog. Who's soft and cute. He really likes. To chew my boot. I have two cats. Who have nice fur.
They make me laugh. They make cry. Three good blokes. Who never pry. They have been awesome. And quite fun. Shooting out poems. Like they were guns. There work is great. Just like them.
It's 5am. I've just woken up. Cant sleep anymore. Enough is enough. I'll do my best. To stay awake. But I don't think. I can stay awake very long anyway. I have poem. I've been debating.
Happy birthday to me. Im finally 14. And how does that feel. Well, when I know hoe fourteen is "supposed" to feel, I can answer that.
As some of you know, the last week or so has been somewhat turbulent for me.
The night is here bringing the close of a day and also bringing many eyes to a close.
Right. My Iceland feedback report is FINISHED. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. Actually, I quite enjoyed it. I will try to adapt it for Opuss.
My phone is with me all the time. Proud to have it, proud to call it mine. It's in my pocket if not in my hand. I even take to the beach, I don't care about the sand.
First there came Neve, I couldn't believe what a difference you made in my life Daddy's little girl, round your finger I twirl, for you and mum I moved to Fife.
Wow moving on - how can I describe it. I will understand it tomorrow as I am finishing a chapter of a book. Leaving primary school.
Hi I'm phil, I'm a ex-alcoholic... But know I find myself getting drunk on opuss!!. Some of the stuff I've read on here, is totally amazing.
It's Thursday. Anyway, I woke up at around three or four pm on Wednesday and would probably have slept longer if my brother didn't wake me. Let's give a hand to him.
Its 2 am here This tulip can't sleep You don't hear anything Not even a peep No sleep for me, I wonder why I just got 3 calls From the same guy No voicemail this time That's new So head towards my...