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With nobody but herself at home, Ann strongly desires to talk to someone, and that someone who arrives at her house is Steven. Ann who has been feeling anxious and helpless while isolated suddenly feels relief when Steven comes as shown, “-and suddenly at the assurance of his touch and voice the fear that had been gripping her gave way to an hysteria of relief.” Steven helps comfort Ann, while Ann is being cautious of herself. She knows that Steven is enticing, but will not give in to him despite how attractive she finds him. Steven is the complete opposite of John and Ann compares John to Steven multiple times, “Steven’s smile, and therefore difficult to reprove. It lit up his lean, still-boyish face with a peculiar kind of arrogance: features and smile that were different from John’s.” and even favours Steven more than her husband. Ann is used to seeing John’s features but not Steven’s. This excites Ann and prompts her to develop feelings that are of a high school girls’, “She didn’t understand, but she knew. The texture of the moment was satisfyingly dreamlike.” It takes Ann a moment to realize that her object of temptation is right in front of her, and it does not take long for her to take the opportunity to ease her boredom and isolation through her upcoming
Michal Klein was the perfect girl-- popular and fun. Internet addiction was the last thing one would associate her with. However, when her father re-installed the filter on the internet after showing his family a short YouTube video, Michal caught sight of the password. After a depressing week home from school due to the swine flu, she decided to try deactivating the filter just once so that she could watch Jewish music videos online. Soon they lost their thrill so Michal started watching Non-Jewish music videos as well. She couldn’t believe she was subjecting her neshama to such filth-- but it was too hard to keep away from it. From there, she carried on to a worse site. She remembered hearing the name of a chatting site from a friend whose brother was off the derech. Immediately after she logged on, someone with the pseudonym “Snake” started asking her questions of all sorts, including whether she’d ever tried drugs. Michal was repulsed by the questions posed and quickly logged off of the computer, but it wasn’t long before she yearned for more and was back on. Snake became her closest online friend.The Jewish songs on her ipod were quickly replaced with rocky Non-Jewish ones, and her new Blackberry was ever-present. There was one song in particular that called her soul-- she fell asleep to its beats every night. On the outside, Michal was the ...
As a young girl, I was never fond of the name Anna. The name came along with too much baggage.. Unknowingly, people would constantly call me the wrong name, and some people, disregarding my opinion, even created strange nicknames for me. Over the years, I have been called a variety of names including Annie, Ann, Anna, Annabelle, Anne Frank, banana, banana boat, etc. Frankly, there are just too many variations of the name “Anna”. Being an extremely common name, almost everywhere I go, whether it be school or the grocery store, I always seem to find another “Anna”. Although nameberry.com tells me that “Anna” means grace, it actually means unique, intelligent, and affectionate.
Frowning, I rapped on the door even harder. “Do you want to play?” I yelled over the blaring pop music. I could picture Clary sprawled on her bed with her tablet, on social media or taking selfies. “Clary?”
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Dancing her way through the aisle to receive her Deans Key award, no one would have ever thought that senior AnnMary Chemmachel battled with anxiety during her nursing education at Lewis University.
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We had finally done it! We were good enough to play on stage. We had practice so long for the concert. We could play the Christmas songs we practiced for in front of our parents.
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I apologize for my no call no show today! This morning was not a morning that I could win. Something you don't know about me is that I suffer from Bipolar Depression. For me this has been a struggle that I have been dealing with in undergrad that I have not until this past year really learned what is going on with my body. This morning was the final blow to my self that yet again that I am going to have to change medications or something in that nature will have to happen. I have been in denial telling myself that it is that I am not getting enough sleep or this or that, but this morning I could not will myself to get myself out of bed and that is a problem. I am taking the appropriate steps in contacting my doctor to get an appointment
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