My Love Short Story

There are few accounts of individuals converting from Satanism to Christianity. There are even fewer accounts of a conversion like that coming from a convicted murder. Sean Sellers, a man from Oklahoma, made history after killing his parents and a store clerk at the stunningly young age of sixteen. He was the first and only person to be executed for committing a crime while under the age of seventeen. Not only did this shocking statistic grab the media’s attention, but his sudden decision to switch religions made waves across media outlets as well.

The journey that Richard and Mildred Loving took is important for history and for the future of civil rights in the United States. I recently watched the documentary The Loving Story and enjoyed the footage, pictures, and interviews of everyone involved in the Loving v. Virginia case. The documentary addressed the issue of interracial marriage in Virginia in 1967.

In Raymond Carver’s short story, “What We Talk About When We Talk About Love,” Mel, Terri, Nick, and Laura we drinking gin and have a unique conversation about what the concept of love meant for them. Laura is sitting there with her husband, Nick, just listening to Mel and Terri go on and on with his stories. The story that Terri tells about her love interpretation isn’t exactly a happy one, causing the tone to turn to a more pessimistic view on love. Terri starts out by telling a story of her Ex, who abused her and Mel for a while before killing himself. It was obvious that this relationship was far from healthy, but Terri insisted that her Ex loved her. Laura was asked to state her opinion but she simply said, “‘I don’t know anything about

Language and communication can be used to show one’s affection towards another person, yet it is still difficult to convey the true meaning of love. The short story “What We Talk About When We Talk About Love” by Raymond Carver signifies through sharing vastly different experiences, that language is inadequate in communicating a clear definition of love. Each of the four characters in the short story explain to the group their own meaning of love while striving to come to a coherent conclusion. The first experience brought upon to the conversation was Terri’s ex-husband Ed. Terri claimed that although Ed beat her up, he loved her and “loved her so much he tried to kill her” (Carver 651). After Terri left him, he drank rat poison and when

I woke up and looked at the clock, the time said 2:55 p.m. I was so confused. How long was I asleep? Where was I? What had happened? I heard a knock on the door and a short woman in scrubs walked in. She had a tray of food with some medicine on it. “How are you doing Carson?” I asked her what day it was. “It is November 10, you have been sleeping for a long time.” I asked her, where I was and what happened. She said, “You’re in Chicago Lakeshore Hospital. You were found lying on the ground in distress outside the airport.” It all came back to me, I remembered what had happened.

Love is difficult to define, difficult to measure, and difficult to understand. Love is what great writers write about, great singers sing about, and great philosophers ponder. Love is a powerful emotion, for which there is no wrong definition, for it suits each and every person differently. Whether love is between family, friends, or lovers, it is an overwhelming emotion that can be experienced in many different ways.

I met her two years ago and we did not have much to say at that time. Little did I know that she would later steal my heart and become an intimate part of my life. As the saying goes "there is someone for anyone at any time in this life" and I was about to find out that this saying was so true. I have had a wall built around me and my defense was as a stronghold to protect myself from all the relationships that have come and gone over the years. I thought that I was meant to be alone in this old life and happiness was forever gone from me. This wonderful woman I am speaking of is Mary Doe, and the joy she has given me has revived my hope and faith that I may have finally found love and peace within. She has made me feel like I am a child

Thank you for the opportunity to have this space to tell a story of triumph!

Having a first love can change your life for the better in so many ways. My first love did that and much more. The best part of it I didn’t expect any of it. The first time I was introduced to her I was working at a place called smoothie king. I remember her walking in she was stunning basically, breath taking. I've never seen anyone as gorgeous as her. When she first walked in the first thing I noticed was her long slick hair and a smile of an angel. Her eyes where amazing as a result I would just get lost in them. The crazy part was I've never felt that way for anyone else. I would just get this pulsing rushing feeling throughout my whole body. If someone could actually give me that feeling I knew they were precious. So, I started to talk to her more and I really felt this strong connection forming between us. The more we hanged out the more my life became great. Just being around her and the things, we did I felt my life heading in a direction that was so perfect. Having that feeling that someone appreciates you was so valuable to me. I started to see myself through someone else's eyes wondering what I could do to be a better person. That’s exactly what I did. I saw myself being more grateful and understanding. There were also things I've always wanted to do in my life but I could never do because I was either unhappy or didn’t have someone to do it with therefore with her I was able to do all of it. She really did change my life for the better and I can't thank her enough.

Greta always fun such joy in spending time with the Prince that she had become so fond of over the time. He was so kind and was much more than a girl like he would ever deserve. She always thought very highly of the Prince, but there were many hardships along with the wonderful memories that they had together.

How he makes my heart skip a beat And when I’m near him I fell complete. I think about him every day I plan out exactly what to say

I wake up at 6:30 every morning jump in the shower, put on some clothes, and slap that smile on my face that my mom reminds me of every morning. This is how this school year has begun and maybe will continue to go. I’m hiding behind this curtain 24/7 trying to hide the emotion of how I really feel every day. It wasn’t always this way though. About two months ago I hopped on a plan to face a new adventure where I was hoping to find my myself and discover my future. I learned a lot over this month away from home. I learned what it meant to live for one purpose, and know that love is something greater than our understanding of it, and that we may never face on earth. I developed a sense of wonder for purpose and passion. Little did I know that this month would fly by and after this spiritual high came down the test would begin.

When I look at this picture...I see a girl care free, happy, in love. There was not a worry in the world. This is by far one of my favorite pictures from my wedding day. The light, the way he is nestling up against me, my expression. It all just felt right.

At seventy years old, she had learned how exactly she wanted to live her life, after living this long you reach a point where you realize to the truest extent that you actually have a choice on how you’re going to live. In every situation you come across there’s always going to be at least two sides to every story. And there’s no reason to fluff your feather’s over the little stuff, health and happiness is most important in everything you do. This however was less of a fluff and more, a convulse.

It was a rainy summer night back in 2009. The clock struck eight and my mom could hear the pitter patter of my feet as I rushed into the living room. My tiny arms struggled to contain the bowl of popcorn that left traces in my path. I plopped down next to her, as she turned up the volume to the sound system. My favorite movie was back on T.V., and I couldn’t have been more excited.