Ymca Monologue

I was in juvie ready to be discharged out and ready to go to my home town. Who was there? Well I really didn't really know till we got to go to the game room person who i met his name was dominic he gave me advice to behave and try to do what they would tell me to do and then I met the bad girl my friend Brianna and the other one Abigail, also Gabe well he was more quiet. Why was I there for my bad decisions in life and that ended me in juvie. When did it happen… 23 August 2017 Where did It happen at At a parking Lot. This why you kids i'm not saying i'm the best person i'm not a angel but who said Someone can’t change their lives around it's possible people always be judging well I learned something if you're going to do something bad don't

I could smell English Leather shaving lotion and stale tobacco, and I wondered foolishly if I would suffocate before they did anything.

YMCA is a non-profit organization that commits and reaches out to New-York city communities to bring positivity among the young people by creating and build up spirit, mind, body to face the challenges and beliefs that they can achieve their goal.

I pull up and fuck your daughter, sike nah let me stop. I ain't 21 Savage and I ain't Lil Yatchy,

Kneeling on the frozen snow nor feeling nor knowing what is beneath me?…. my cells are no longer responding… My body is shivering, begging me to stop…….My hands are pale as if my blood has frozen, barely moving, barely thinking, barely conscious. My glim of hope vanishing as I realise I won’t survive in this vast of white snow… Lost the sense of direction. How many days have I travelled? Believing in a glim that goes nowhere. Am I going insane? Not knowing the date nor the time nor someone to talk to but only myself. Only if my friend was here… What am I talking about his already dead. How did he die ? I can’t remember well? We were walking nearby a river hoping if we follow the current it may lead us to people,I heard a splash I turned my back and he was into the cold water, I helped him to get up but his foot got stuck into a puddle pulling his head under the water, he was struggling I tried to pull him towards me but I was too exhausted, as he was drowning I saw his face expression it gave me a

When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious

About two years ago my sister had taken in a dog named Morgan. At first I didn’t exactly agree with this because she already had a dog that she hardly took care of. When my sister brought Morgan home she was about two months old. I could still hold her in on had. And as I spent more time with her, she became my baby.

I wake up at 5:30 a.m. every morning thinking “why on earth did I join this team?” That team is the drill team; no I am not going to write two pages about how my life was spiraling out of control and how the drill team changed it. It is simply the first thing that comes to mind as I pound my buzzing alarm clock. The alarm clock beeping isn’t even all that bad; it’s those horrible vibrations the alarm clock makes when it buzzes on top of my creaking old red locker nightstand. “I DON’T WANT TO GET UP!” I scream at myself at 5:40 when my dad yells

I hate early mornings with a passion. I didn't even want to come to school today. I somehow managed to roll out of bed today though and here I am standing here listening to Rob yap about another dumb slut, who actually hooked up with him. I round the corner to my locker and see a crowd hovering around something. I shake my head and make my way to my locker.

“Not ones our age.” I pegged him at no more than early thirties, but that could be due to the scruff coating his jawline.

"Uhh Zach, you live in L.A." Corbyn said as he read over the smaller boy's sweatshirt. "I bought it when I was living in Texas" Zach said sitting down causing his sweatshirt to slip a bit higher up his thigh.

I’d text but my phone just died — but I have some pretty good news!

It changes everytime you ask. Some say it was a virus, others say it was god punishing us for our sins. At least that’s what the people on the news say. All I know is that the dead are walking among us. I’ve seen people I used to know attack and eat innocent people. Everyday I see my dad walking among them, wishing there something i could have done. I couldn’t bring myself to kill one of the only people i’ve loved. He attacked me but i managed to fight him off and i’ve been held up in my house ever since. It’s a small house, nothing fancy, in a small town near Chicago called Glenview. Everyday I think about my half brother that lived in New York with his mom. After my dad and his mom split I didn’t think life could get any worse, I was

When one thinks of the term YMCA, what does the connotation bring to mind? When asked this question, Katie Feldmeyer, Director of Healthy Living at the Tri-County YMCA, replied, “To most, the Y is thought of as a gym—a place to go for exercise. For me, my Y experience goes far beyond utilizing its gym on a daily basis. The positive atmosphere―smiles, laughter, and friendly camaraderie—that radiates within the Y makes it one of my favorite places to be . . . The Y is a place where all are welcome, which is what I love most about it. All family types, all ages, and all socioeconomic statuses can be found at our Y. It is a place that allows all, from young to old, to build a lasting relationships and strengthen one another in mind,

Mr. Y’s monologue reveals that he is experiencing many concerning health issues. His finding of a sore on his great toe indicates that he is suffering from complications of uncontrolled Diabetes. Nerve damage and poor circulation cause significant problems for patients with Diabetes including peripheral neuropathy, which is a common cause of foot ulcers (CDC). Treatment of painful peripheral neuropathy includes tricyclic medications as first-line therapy, followed by pregabalin/gabapentin and duloxetine, then tramadol and oxycodone (IDF, 2014). However, Mr. Y. is only experiencing pain when he puts his shoes on, therefore his treatment would be centered around controlling blood glucose, managing his current foot ulcer, and preventing future