Trinity Atwood
Stories (2/0)
The Bottom
I would not call myself a particularly strong person. I'm easily discouraged and have a hard time motivating myself. Saying that, I know when things are tough that I have to persevere and push through, but it's been tough. I lost my job and have almost no way to contribute income, the job hunt has been rocky at best. Don't get me wrong, I have been trying; applying, calling, hoping, wishing. I have been worried and stressed, wondering if I'm going to be able to keep a roof over my head. I don't worry about food too much, I've just pretty much been living on bread and butter for a while now. It's been tough, I want to make sure everything gets better, I want to help put food in the house, I want to be able to take my dog to the vet without crying my eyes out about the chance I can't pay the bill. I've been trying to stay positive, to remind myself that it will get better, then another bill comes in. I am at the bottom of a well calling up hoping that someone will hear me, someone will throw me a rope and help me up. Because these walls are wet and every time I grip, the edges I fall off. I went to college and got my Bachelors degree, and I'm not sure how to step into the world of the job I want. I have applied to over 50 places in the past month and simply get the same response: We are going to pursue candidates who meet our requirements more. This is disheartening, especially when one of those places is a fast food restaurant.
By Trinity Atwood5 years ago in Psyche
The Tale of Glytch—Part 1
As a boy Glytch grew up on a large colony ship, he lived with his parents and his siblings. Their life was full of hardships that can’t be denied but they got by. At the age of 5 is when Glytch’s life changed, pirates attacked the colony looking for treasures and fortune among the richer populous. They were ruthless in their endeavors; their murderous intent was almost palpable. Warning messages flashed on all devices, before leaving they had done something to the ships main core. Fearing for his life Glytch’s parents shoved him into a small pod that could save him, and he was left to drift through space. He realized nearly too late that his brothers pod had malfunctioned, and not launched. All he could do was watch the ship he had known as home explode. His pod being pushed further with each blast wave, he gripped his father’s satchel to his chest, his last gift.
By Trinity Atwood5 years ago in Futurism