The Truth We Don’t Want to Admit

“It’s who we are, Doesn’t matter if we’ve gone too far, Doesn’t matter if it’s all okay.”

Those are lyrics from one of my favorite songs. I think it speaks volumes. See I was reading this book, actually several books but I’m just gonna reference the one. One of the sections of the book says this, “But I think he knew in the end it wouldn’t be the lucky ones left standing. It would be the hardcore. The ones who tell Lady Luck to go screw herself. The ones with hearts of stone. The ones who could let a hundred die so one might live. The ones who see the wisdom in torching a village in order to save it.” Now let me explain a little about the. It’s set in a post-apocalyptic world, so not everything in this text is relevant to things today. But I think one thing in there is very relevant. The part where it says, The ones who could let a hundred die so one might live. I think nowadays people are always focused on appearing good, so good in fact that they lie to make themselves look that way. I find that ironic. Anyway, the truth about humanity is that while we can be good, we can also be bad. We live in a grey area kind of world. Now to get to the reason I started this post. I was talking to a friend the other day and we got on the subject of what we would do to protect those we love. She said that, though she loved them, one person is never more important than a thousand. I said that to me, that one person is more important than a million. We’ve always differed in this way. But it made me think. How many people would sacrifice a million people to say just one, the one they loved more than those million people. I think a lot more people than you’d think. Because it’s human nature. It’s human nature to want to save that one person, simply because you love them and you don’t want to lose them. It’s selfish and maybe it’s wrong, but it’s the truth.  And I think that people need to stop pretending that they don’t feel this way. Let me give an example, think of that one person, that one person you love more than anything or anyone. Okay, now imagine that someone comes and takes that person. You’re frantic right? They’re gone and you have to find them! Now say that the person who took them away from you comes for you. That person takes you to a warehouse where the one you love is standing beside someone you don’t even know, a complete stranger. You’re confused right? Now say that the person who took them tells you to make a choice. You can save the stranger, the one that’s crying for someone they love to find them and save them, or you can save the one you love. What would you choose? My bet’s on the one you love. While you were thinking about that you probably weren’t even thinking about the stranger, whoever that might be, or the people that would miss them. Because that’s all they are to you, a stranger. They don’t mean anything to you, at least not like the one you love. So in the end there was no competition, right? You would always choose the one you love. That’s the truth we don’t want to admit.

~ Emerald

American Pride

I was watching this video tonight of a little boy who stood on a beach for an hour and a half, until he physically couldn’t stand anymore, to salute the soldiers who died that day and honor their memory. I’m not gonna lie, I actually cried while watching this video. At first I didn’t know why. It’s not a sad story, in fact it’s quite encouraging. But I think I understand now. With so many people these days dishonoring our country, stomping on the flag, and dishonoring the memories of the soldiers who have given up their lives for those people to do such things, it’s nice to see someone so young have so much pride in his country. It’s nice to see him honoring those men and women, not shaming them like so many people today. That little boy has more American pride than most adults I know. And while it’s a nice thing, it’s also sad. Because so many people in this country don’t deserve the right to disgrace it like they are. I dont think people understand that, by disgracing the flag and the country, you are taking what so many people have sacrificed their lives for and stomping it into the ground, sometimes literally. Those men and women are out there, dying, getting injured, fighting for us. So that we can live free, and they don’t deserve to be disgraced like that. So I salute you little boy, for being what this country should be. You are strong and brave and I wish I could meet you and hug you, but most importantly, thank you for doing what you did that day. 

http://www.littlethings.com/project-vigil-d-day-memorial/?utm_source=bmy&utm_medium=Facebook&utm_campaign=amazing

~ Emerald

Discrimination against any race

Lately there’s been a lot of talk about racism. More specifically racism against one race. But here’s what I don’t understand, there’s so many other races experiencing racism that no one acknowledges. The true definition of racism is discrimination against any race, person, or thing. Meaning that if you are purposely belittling, shaming, or hurting any person of any race on this planet, you are being racist. Lately people are focused on one race, and while I do understand they’ve had their struggles, they’re not the only ones. What I’m trying to say and what I want people to understand is that, racism isn’t  just against a certain race. If someone of Caucasian is walking down an isle in the store and you make a remark about how “white” they are and purposely shame them, that’s racism. Making fun of Asians and saying they all have to be smart because they’re Asian is racism. No matter what race, even if you’re an alien race, if someone is discriminating against them it’s racism. The reason this gets under my skin so much is because everyone is so focused on the discrimination of one race that they ignore the discrimination of all the others. But that’s not fair. I know that I can’t change people’s views but I wish people would just understand this simple but true fact: racism is discrimination against any race, not just one race.

~ Emerald

Things Peter Pan Taught Me

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· That growing up doesn’t always mean growing old ·

Everyone always thinks that as you grow older you have to be more serious, lose all your childhood dreams and your sense of adventure. But Peter Pan taught me that just because your older, doesn’t mean you can’t still have fun.

· Everyone needs adventure in their life ·

Even the most serious people in the world need to have a little adventure sometimes. Even captain hook, who I personally think is the grouchiest old man, wanted some adventure in his life.

· Love isn’t just something grown ups feel ·

Peter Pan, though young, loved Wendy. I think people underestimate love and think that because someone is young they don’t know what it is. I think they’re wrong. Love is love, no matter how old you are.

· That sometimes you have to let the things you love most go ·

Peter let Wendy go home, even though he easily could’ve told her he didn’t have a way to. Sometimes we have to let the things we love go, no matter how hard it is, because in the end it’s for the better.

· Sometimes your family isn’t just the people related to you ·

Peter and the lost boys were family though none were related. Sometimes are family isn’t our blood relatives, but the people we couldn’t live without.

· That if you believe enough, Your dreams can come true ·

People often give up on their dreams because they don’t believe in themselves, but Peter Pan taught me that dreams can only come true if you believe in them.

· To fight, even when you’re scared ·

Fighting for what you believe in can be hard and sometimes frightening. What happens if you fail? Or if people end up hating you for it? Peter taught me to fight anyway, because it’s the right thing to do.

~ Emerald

Missing You

You made the world a better place

And now that you’re gone it’s dreary day

But I have to go on anyway

But I will always be missing you, oh

Always be missing you, oh

Missing you

You were the sunshine on a cloudy day

You were the rainbow after the rain

You were the smile on a sad face

You made me happier every day

Now that you’re gone

My world is a sadder place

But I will remember you’re smiling face

I will go on missing you

You made the world a better place

And now that you’re gone it’s a dreary day

But I have to go on anyway

But I will always be missing you, oh

Always be missing you, oh

Missing you

You made me believe in fairy tales

Happy endings and wedding bells

You made the world a better place

But now that you’re gone it’s a dreary day

But I have to go on anyway

But I will always be missing you, oh

Always be missing you, oh

Missing you

You were my sunshine on cloudy day

You were my rainbow after the rain

I will always remember you’re smiling face

I will always be missing you

~ Emerald

Still scared

This is what I hate. I hate that I’m angry.. But I’m also scared. No matter how angry I get, no matter how much I hate you, I’m still scared of you. You took any innocence I had, except for a tiny piece that I clung onto. That tiny part of me is what’s scared. The rest of me hates you, wants nothing to do with you, but that piece is terrified that the monster you were is still there, under the surface and one wrong move will bring it back out. Its that tiny piece that keeps me from telling anyone, from telling you how I feel. And I hate that. I hate that I’m still scared. I hate you for being the reason I’m scared. I hate it.

~ Emerald

Unbroken

My whole life I’ve had to walk on my tiptoes to avoid hurt. I’ve learned to read people’s expressions, body language, to see if what they said they were feeling was what they were actually feeling. I’ve learned when to speak my mind and when to keep my mouth shut. I observe, I listen, and I make sure that I can always get out safely. I’m damaged, but I’m strong. I know when to push and when to ease up. I know how to lie to protect myself. I didn’t want to become who I am, I was made this way. Years of hurt and fear turned me into the person I am today. Part of me hates my past, wants to forget. The other part is thankful. Because even though I’m damaged, I’m not broken and I know how to avoid hurt. I can control my fear, I can control my emotions, and I can distance myself from things that will only hurt me. I am not the fragile girl I used to be, I’m tough, I’m strong and I will not be broken. Not by him, the one that hurt me, not by others, who continually try. Not by anyone. I control my fate, I control what happens to me. I will not be broken.

~ Emerald