liz

She was just a girl of fifteen, but she had long پہلے lost that naivety and innocence of girls her age. While her dearest chums spent their days thinking about clothes and their latest crush, she spent her days doing something much differently. She couldn’t tell her دوستوں about it though, they wouldn’t understand. They would criticize and call her horrible names. They’d never accept what she had become. She was completely alone in her secret desires, alone except for the strangers she let into her life each day. It was her need for the approval of those strangers that had caused her...

I decided to write this soapbox for the family of Samantha Callow.

She's a 15 سال old girl, which died early Friday morning. Around 3:00 am, this morning while driving her parents car. Her parents didn't know that she had the car.

Who knew that what seemed to be a joyride turned into a deathful situation.

I would like to deticate the sopabox مضمون to the family. And expecially her brother Tom Callow. I knew him really well and He goes to my school. When I heard the terrible news.. I noticed what he was going through today. Just this morning another thing happened.

But this time it happened...

This مضمون was started back in December, and was last edited here on 8 June 2008.

2006 was a tumultuous سال for me. In the spring my wife and I discovered that we were pregnant again, and believe me when I say that there are a host of attendant anxieties that come with any pregnancy. How could we fit another person into our already-cramped house? How could we afford to support another? Beyond that, I'd just become the project manager of a pretty high-profile project in the middle of the project, and that had a bunch of issues that I inherited.

In the midst of this, I was invited to participate...