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It is thought that waking up every day is a blessing from God,  but for some of us, it is quite the reverse. Although your body moves, your thoughts are sluggish, ponderous, and oppressive. Your stomach begs for food, but your mind refuses... You want to be thin and little, therefore you reject and disregard all of the lyrics in the song that scare your beauty. This slows you down ten times faster than previously. You could wonder, "Why am I here?" Is this how a human in his or her natural state should feel?  Where has the promised motivation gone?  Where is the love that should be all around me at all times?  Why am I the one whose tears bring rain and storms?  Why am I carrying out the command “Cry me a river”? These are the things you say as you desperately want to end it all.  You want to stop feeling that sharp pain in your chest every time you think about the times you were happy… The days when you'd plan your fun activities, now you're wishing you don’t wake up

I'd like to convey my concern about the rise in the number of drug users in our society. Despite widespread awareness of the dangers and negative consequences of drug addiction, the number of drug users in our society continues to rise. There are numerous reasons why people use drugs. Addicts usually begin out of curiosity, for enjoyment, or to break a monotonous pattern of life. Once a person begins to use drugs, there is no going back for them, and no matter how hard they try, they will not be able to break free from this horrible habit. It's no longer the jittery adolescent venturing into a dangerous world. But it is the enraged adolescent who is venturing into an uncertain environment with no idea what to anticipate. The difficulties and stresses of modern living have been exacerbated by the world's rising population and incredible technological progress. Young people are increasingly succumbing to drug addiction as a result of their inability to cope with increased pre

Am I supposed to be afraid of my own country? Afraid of walking the streets and going out at night. Holding back my expressions because of the mistake others could take it for. Why should I be afraid of being me? This country is portrayed as a must-see island that you can come to for vacation but if I was a foreigner would I ever visit a place like this? A country that is known for many but is slowly deteriorating because of its people. The killings, abductions, and oh so many more, I can't even look away from a predictable future.  I can't imagine that the roads I used to play long ago have now become crime scenes filled with gore. Children playing on the streets have to be adjusting to these pandemic times and now the fear of being taken away. The murderers who used to hide under the covers now surface as if they are being called upon. The country that was filled with tourists has now become a hallow island filled with only the people that either can't go anywhere and or