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Until I was fourteen, my parents hired a babysitter for say if and my younger siblings. Her times were close friends of go, yet had any known of her work ethic, being fired would be the least of her worries. She brought friends and music, tall tales and weak mushrooms, and exacerbated my already twisted expectations. Every weekend after the big night, she told stories of her fantastical misadventures: how she took too much PCP; how she puked in the bag of marshmallows; how the police arrested her 27-year-old boyfriend. Thus, she built a fantasy to aspire to, one full of easy lays, abundant drugs, and close encounters with the police. From there, everything would be simple, straightforward.
During high school, I tried with naïve …

I wish you two could see the pain you’ve scarred me with. This pain can never be removed as it sits on my heart pushing it down, crushing it, but still leaving me alive. I’ve told you over and over again that i’m not okay. Your accident really fucked me up. I’ve gotten a grip on myself again since March, but I’m still hurting inside and I will always hurt, but you don’t seem to understand that maybe if we talk about what you did and that day, that I could feel better. You know I still feel it is my fault. Had I stayed in the car with you and made sure you got home okay my life would have never changed. I blame …

...cause my life is an open book.

No experience is unique to you, so there is nothing about my life that I am not willing to share, just as long as it's relevant.

Philosophy..."The Freedom of Expression".

Music is everywhere, all around us, even inside of us. Most people can’t hear it or choose not to, but those that open their hearts and listen will find a whole new world to explore. Music is it’s own kind, and everybody relates to it differently, but everyone is connecting to it in some way. Every step you take has a rythem to it, along with every breath, every blink, and every chew, but the most important place where the beat of music pulses through your body in a harmonic rythem to keep you alive is your heart. Everyone lives with an internal beat of music known as the heart beat. That internal beat stops at the same time your ability to hear music …

It seems like no matter how bad you want to change and fix things you just give up on yourself. It kills me to see you, because everytime I do I can’t help, but feel like i’m going to loose you. Like God is going to take you away from me, but you feel like you don’t have the strength to change. Right now as I type this I heard you yell “I Try to better myself”. I know you do mom, but when you go around and decode my safe, that makes me realize how much this has taken a toll on your life. I don’t know how to help you. It’s been 15 years and i’ve never seen you live without depending on …

I don’t even know where to begin as I write this note. I can’t even comprehend our friendship. You are by far my best friend and you always will be. I want to cry, because of the emotions i’m feeling right now. I don’t know why I want to cry, maybe it’s because I am so greatful to have you in my life. Or I’m so happy to have the honor of knowing you. Maybe its both, and so much more. Nobody knows me like you do, sometimes I feel like you know me better then I do. You have helped me through the toughest moments in my life. You drove me to the hospital and walked me up to my dieing mom’s room. That …

As I go on writting my 3rd letter of the night, this one means the most to me. You are my sister, but you’re really much more than that. As I write this I’m picturing the universe, and eternity. Maybe that’s what I think of when I think of you. I see a galaxy of stars, each one distant from the other, but they all share something in common. Someone out in the world tonight will be looking at one of those stars, and all of them together, realizing the beauty of life. I can’t comprehend eternity, or the universe, but when I think of you I can create my own meaning to it. You will be by my side throughout my entire life and …

My entire life is dedicated to music, and the unbelievable art of it. Almost everyone says music is their life, but I feel like most people don’t really understand the true meaning of that. Music might be a persons life in the sense that they listen to it all the time, or they love it, and the most common reason as to why music is a persons life is because they use it to get away from their everyday problems. I feel like if everyone lives there own unique, individual life then why does everyone have the exact same thing to say about music. Maybe it’s because music is much more than just a sound, maybe it pulls people together in an unexplained, but yet …

The outcome of anything can be good or bad. We always hope for good, and most of the time that’s what we get. But every now and then we get the bad, and people often forget this. Everyone takes the good for granite, because they don’t think anything bad will happen to them. I was one of those people, but a recent accident taught me how fragile life is. We can literally die any second. People underestimate that, because the possibility of it is so low, but they don’t realize that it will happen someday. Everything comes to an end at some point, but the neat thing about that, is that something will always begin. Changes happen all the time, but if you really …

2 years ago I found out you were planning on joining the army. I begged you not to, and for 2 years I tried to talk you out of it. I even made a petition. I was nieve. Then a year ago you gave me the date of when basic training started. It was in a few months so I wasn’t panicking, but then it was just a few weeks. Finally it got to a few days. Even you admit those last 2 weeks were tough. I saw you the last day before you left for basic training. I hugged you so many times that day. I cried so hard. I remember texting you the day you were suppose to begin BT. The last text …

Okay. So. I don’t even know what to say. I went to graduation today, because I had to preform and it shook me up a bit. Watching the senior class of 2011 say goodbye to school and be free to do what ever they want for the rest of their lives. They don’t have to go to school anymore, or college, they can go become celebrities or live in Ireland. Who knows what they will end up doing. And some of those seniors are my best friends. I’m not ready to just say bye to them knowing I might not ever talk to them again. I don’t like the idea of going back to school in a few months and not seeing those seniors walking …

We get through every day not aware that others are planning for it to be there last. We take our friends and families for granite. No one ever stops to think that their best friend won’t wake up tomorrow morning, but did you know Every year, almost one million people die from suicide; a “global” mortality rate of 16 per 100,000, or one death every 40 seconds. Maybe you think your friends are too happy and love life to much, but in reality an average person only shows 10% of their personality. That means that we are holding back 90% of who we really are, and what we really feel. So if you think you know your best friend down to the core of who …

You have arrived on another planet, one that is far, far away from planet Earth. On this planet everything you know does not apply. When you interact with the native species your perspective of them is so different – you have to crane your neck to look upwards as everybody is so much taller than you. Your neck hurts as you develop the new muscles and increase your stamina to adapt to seeing the locals in this different way. Food is very similar to that of planet Earth, except everybody eats in a different way to you and because you are unique the locals will stare at you or pretend not to, as you consume your food. You want to fit in and be the …

Those who have given me advice in life have shaped me. “The important thing I want you to get out of this are life skills and the impression you leave on people” Sonia Castrejon
Change goes hand in hand with the new and the beginning. Whenever change goes by me, its found a way to penetrate and move within me. Like the way a chef makes his favorite food and enjoys the critique saying, delicious! Or the team that makes it to finals and is telling the story of how he remembers winning. It forever moved these people, just like I forever was changed.
People I have been acknowledging my whole life is the ones that are tied to the biggest thanks I owe …

Nothing you will read here will be substantial enough to grasp any idea of my true personality. But then its not about personally anymore is it? NO. Now it's about what it takes to be heard. To get seen. Just to do enough for what? 5 minutes of fame. You name down in a book. That's great. I, on the other hand, don't want it. I don't need the bright lights or flashing sighs. Open doors nor welcome carpets.
It's not that I'm aiming low to avoid disappointment. Quite the opposite in reality. I have goals. Which I'm happy to say do not include glitter and gold. Actually Digi-tech and combat boots. This pretty little face wants to …

Can’t help but eat everything visible
By William Sampson
Hi my name is William Sampson, and this is my Story…. Everyone has the same schedule as me; Get up, Eat breakfast, Do something for 4 hours, Eat lunch, Do something for another 6 hours, and finally eat dinner! Even though I do the exact same things as my peers, people look at me like if I stick out of the crowd. It is not my appearance, or even how I act, it is because I have a big appetite. People usually look at me weird, because I eat so much, and yet I look like I haven’t even gained a pound!!! I usually say “It’s because I have a fast metabolism”. A specific example of …

We follow the waitress to our table. She gives each of us a World Curry Restaurant menu and then said, "I'll be back in a few minutes to take your orders."
My heart starts to race and my anxiety begins to emerge. The restaurant is small and confined. The aroma of the powerful Indian spices tantalize my taste buds. It is super busy and I know I don't have much time to make a decision as to what I am going to order. One by one, each of my friends close their menu and set it down on the table.
"Are you getting the Panang, Gala?"
My thoughts are in a jumble.
I always get the Panang, …

Every family has one child who claims to be perfect. In my family, my little sister Lindsey fills that slot. Every time we tell stories from our childhood she always says, “Lily you were such an annoying little kid. I was a perfect baby. I was the best.” Granted, she was a good baby. She didn’t cry much, she slept through the night, and she was easy to handle. I suppose that’s as close to perfect as a baby can get. But you have to admit, where’s the fun without the challenge? When I was little, I was a lot to handle. I was that kid that just wanted to do whatever she wanted. My mom always tells me about this one time when I …

As I tied the strings to my scrub pants for the first time, I couldn’t help but think about my nerves. It was not the type of butterflies you get before a big test, speech, or performance. It was more of the nervous feeling you get when you know the outcome of something is going to decide the rest of your future. It felt like I had a bag full of boulders hanging over my head, one false move and they would crush me to death. I was minutes away from finding out if I could handle human organs laying on the operating table. I want to be a medical examiner and perform autopsies, which is kind of like surgery. …

“You need to get a good internship in order to stand a chance with future job opportunities. No pressure. It’s just something you are going to need to start looking for.” Thanks Mom and Dad. As if school and peer pressure weren’t enough, now I have a whole other thing on my plate that might just decide whether or not I will be considered “successful” in life. The thought of my junior internship haunted me for longer than most students or peers. I knew I was average; an average student, from an average family, with an average home, and an average salary. Doesn’t sound too bad right? Well average just doesn’t cut it these days. Everything that was once considered advanced is now looked at …
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