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she was petrified of the snow....she would not budge from this spot...she just looked on while everyone else played!
Northern Stage and Sheffield Theatres co-production of Edward Albee's Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
Photograph by Topher McGrillis
I thought you said it was easy,listening to your heart.I thought you said I'd be okay,so why I'm breaking apart?
These Tears I'm crying out , you used to wipe away.
Don't wanna be torn.
This is the story of a girl who was afraid of dogs. It is also the story how, one day, two dogs changed everything. :)
Two months ago, Cheta was terrified of dogs. Then she met Keith and Neeli's two dogs - Apollo and Samson. Over the course of 3-4 evenings spent at their place, Cheta went from not screaming when the dogs were near her, to allowing them to come up and lick her feet, to touching them when they were sleeping, to finally picking them up and playing with them!
Marilyn Manson, Leave a scar.
"So turn around, walk away,
Before you confuse the way we abuse each other.
If you're not afraid of getting hurt,
Then I'm not afraid of how much I hurt you.
I'm well aware I'm a danger to myself,
Are you aware I'm a danger to others?
There's a crack in my soul,
You thought it was a smile."
We have very sad news I'm afraid as Gordons Sister Eileen passed away in St Marys Hospital Isle of Wight on Tuesday night 20th August at 11.30 pm R.I.P.
“All I want is an education, and I am afraid of no one.”
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Or just how scared some superstitious people really are in the inside.
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When I first met Marcel, he was imprisoned in a pediatric hospital in rural Romania, abandoned by his mother. The abandonment rate in this county of Romania is 6 percent. Marcel was not identified in the hospital, he had no name. Some of the nurses had started calling him Marcel. There were so many children there side by side, all abandoned. Marcel had no legal papers, he did not even exist on record. Who was Marcel? Did no one even care? How could this even be possible? We started making arrangements for him to get legal papers so we could care for him properly.
Marcel had never been touched except to have his diaper changed, and this didn't happen often. He was not held when he was fed. He had never seen a toy and was terrified by human touch, the very thing he needed. He could not pull himself up even though he was over 2 years old, and his feet had never touched the floor. He spent his days banging his head on the lead painted crib bars. Then they moved him to what we considered a steel cage. There was no other way he could comfort himself except rocking and banging his head, for his cries were silent tears, there was no one to run to him to console him. No one to love him. The only human contact he would allow without becoming completely terrified was a hand outstreched through the crib bars. Marcel had never smiled.
We rescued Marcel from this baby prison and took him to the emergency shelter where this photo was taken. There we began his rehabilitation. This summer I was able to take Marcel for a walk in the grass for the first time in his life. He held my hand and giggled and belly laughed.
Marcel may never fully recover psychologically or physically, and I blame the Romanian government for their lack of concern for the children of their very future. Marcel could have been a normal child. Marcel will never reach his full potential as he is still held captive as a ward of the state. I pray that they somehow understand the damage they are inflicting upon these children and that they open their eyes into this century and stop these human rights violations!
Let Marcel teach you to open your heart, hands and eyes and let Marcel's tragic story teach you to take your children into your arms, and never want to let go. Always cherish them. Always touch them, hug them. Always love.
12.42PM Park Lane, London UK
Signs read:
(L) Here we are 51.7%
(M) I am deliberate and afraid of nothing
(R) Courage starts with showing up and letting ourselves be seen
So, this is it. I'm starting a 365. I decided to start on April 1 because... I like April? There's really no good reason, I just have been wanting to do a 365 and this seemed like a good day to start.
long story short, i totally forgot that my 365 started today until about 10pm and i freaked out so this is what i came up with.
i need to work on my cloning.
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be. ~ Anne Frank