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First 10 Years
Friday, April 30, 1965 to Wednesday, April 30, 1975
  • I think what I find quite amazing is that I can remember as far back as being no older than 2 to 3 years old. Some memories were good and some not so much. I was actually a pretty happy child, never really got into much trouble, unlike my older brother and my little sister. I can remember that the one word we did not say, was the word" shut up" to one another, if you did well you can pretty twell imagine what would happen. I had to find out the hard way one morning, let's just say yuck! I told my brother to shut up because he had said something to me that made me mad, unfor ...continued...

  • By: Laura  Register
  • Tuesday, September 03, 2013, 7:21:00 PM
  • updated: Wednesday, September 04, 2013 10:25:00 AM
flying the coup1
Sunday, June 23, 2002 to Monday, December 31, 2012
  • As dad reversed mom came flying down wit a bag of snacks for the road. She gave it to me; we said our goodbyes and the journey began. A journey started with fear uncertainty and indecision How rude of me I didn’t introduce myself I’m Yasmin recently turned eighteen and right now on my way to my probable school of higher lea ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Sunday, August 05, 2012, 9:08:00 AM
  • updated: Sunday, August 05, 2012 10:45:00 AM
First 10 Years
Monday, February 06, 2006 to Friday, November 16, 2012
  • Right now im going to tell you my story from my perspective it started in 2006.It was my six birthday all my life i was a single child free to do as i please and get what i want but its suprized me how fast that could change.It all started with my moms friend coming to live with us her name was danielle it was a couple weeks after christmas when it happend i woke up to find my dad was gone in the middle of the night and my mom was sleeping i walked to the kitchen ...continued...

  • By: brandi  litkei
  • Friday, November 16, 2012, 3:27:00 AM
  • updated: Friday, November 16, 2012 4:08:00 AM
The Ways the Cookies Crumble
Tuesday, November 01, 2005 to Saturday, October 31, 2015
  • I set my briefcase on my gritty kitchen counter and traced the raised gold lettering on the thick ivory card. “You are Invited to a Holiday Cookie Party,” the note read. The invitation was from a fascinating, creative, high–powered executive I had met several months ago. I was surprised and thrilled that she had invited me to such a gathering. Each woman would bring a batch of home-baked cookies, she wrote. We would then get to sample all the cookies and bring a bag of treats home to our families. I adored the idea of getting to bring my teenage dau ...continued...

  • By: Deborah   Shouse
  • Sunday, November 15, 2015, 6:22:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, November 15, 2015 7:00:00 PM
Polar Bears and Progress
Saturday, April 05, 2014
  • North Pole ...continued...

  • By: Mike  Ketchmark
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:02:00 PM
  • updated: Saturday, April 05, 2014 2:31:00 PM
the first years
Monday, May 02, 2016 to Thursday, May 12, 2016
  • Our story Our family is a small and new family, whom has been thru a lot. Mother: Kelly, Son: Tony, and Father: Val. Family's Past history. Kelly and Val meet years ago. And moved onto a Tiny boat together 50sq ft trimaran. As time went on they lived on a number of small boats trying to find something that fit them. Presented with a job offer and good life in HI they moved onto a 75' yatch, that was well equipped for the trip to HI. Then Kelly got pregnant, when she was about 6 months along during the move, About 150 miles out to sea the frame of the boat started to brake due to poor ...continued...

  • By: valery  tozer
  • Thursday, May 12, 2016, 4:41:00 AM
  • updated: Thursday, May 12, 2016 5:09:00 AM
Friday, August 16, 2013
  • He is mysterious in every way, the boy I have yet to meet. Nick got my hopes up. He stated that George was coming to visit. As my day progressed, the communication between he and George changed. George wasn't coming to visit... He was coming to say goodbye. As a newly drafted marine, George sought it fit to say his goodbyes before being deployed. The news hit me like a ton of bricks. I had yet to meet him and the possible man of my dreams was going to be just that... a dream. I nearly cried over a boy I had never met. I've been alone for so long that possibilities of meeting peop ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Friday, August 16, 2013, 10:17:00 PM
  • updated: Friday, August 16, 2013 10:33:00 PM
Friday, February 10, 2017 to Tuesday, February 28, 2017
  • It was started in the birthday of my cousin his friend in "pisonet"... I never thought he will be part of my life... We drink until morning, His close friend one of my cousin also introduce him to me... I just smile at him and I just said nice meeting... And to be corrected no sparks on that time... He thinks at first that i have a crush on him but sorry I'm not easy to get... After those drinks we meet in our brgy agan but we dont talk I just look at him he look at me also... then time gose by thesame area again... My cousin his bestfriend starts to make an issue betwe ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Saturday, January 06, 2018, 11:49:00 AM
  • updated: Friday, January 12, 2018 7:24:00 PM
Truth is clearly overrated among our kind (2)
Friday, February 05, 2016 to Monday, February 15, 2016
  • They're making people everyday, but they ain't makin' any more dirt. (Will Rogers) Trespassers will be shot or worse In July 2015 the United Nations estimated a global population of 7.349 billion people. Right now (2016) we are currently at 7.4 billion and increasing. In 1700, only 316 years ago, the human population of the entire planet was approximately 600 million. In what we now call the United States the population (Europeans) was approximately 250,000 people. The industrial revolution in Europe wouldn't begin for another 80 years ...continued...

  • By: walter  winch
  • Monday, August 04, 2014, 6:05:00 PM
  • updated: Monday, February 15, 2016 8:47:00 AM
Hamster Wheel
Sunday, April 13, 2014
  • Today we woke up to more of the same. A howling wind and violently flapping tent walls. We discovered that the wind, which is from the north, is rapidly pushing us back to our start location from yesterday. We call it a hamster wheel when the ice beneath our feet moves as quickly south as we move north. Since we are tent bound I have felt a survival mode kick in with both of us. I found myself hoarding the last of my Pop-Tarts as I secretly tried to eat them inside my sleeping bag, denying their very existence when questioned by Mike over the noisy wrappers giving me up. From the crunching ...continued...

  • By: Mark  Andresen
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, April 17, 2014 8:35:00 AM
I Dont Want To Be Fat Anymore
Thursday, February 19, 2015 to Sunday, March 01, 2015
  • The way I see it is if I am so unhappy with how I look on the outside then I need to seriously buckle down and deal with it, only I am so addicted to the chips and the pop that I feel it is my crutch. I end up at the store buying things I dont need without even giving The big blow out! Mom entered my room, I can only imagine after grilling my sibling about her weight, spending habits and other things. She was on the war path and it just so happened that I was the nect victim. I heard a knock which lead to her helping herself into my room as though she owned it. To be honest, she pays the ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Sunday, March 01, 2015, 12:15:00 AM
  • updated: Sunday, March 01, 2015 1:45:00 AM
Ispingo-Tiputino-Tambococha
Wednesday, August 06, 2014 to Saturday, August 16, 2014
  • {This article was written in 2007, a year before the collapse of global capitalism. Los Afectados first appeared in the Kansas City Star.} The beginning The oil field is named Ispingo-Tiputino-Tambococha, a Quechua word. Quechua was the language spoken by the people that lived in the region now called Ecuador, long before the Spaniards arrived in search for gold, glory and God. The Spaniards that trudged up the Andes Mountains in the 16th century were not the effete from the court of King Ferdinand and Queen Isabella, but hardened peasants in search of th ...continued...

  • By: walter  winch
  • Saturday, August 16, 2014, 12:01:00 PM
  • updated: Saturday, August 16, 2014 12:22:00 PM
Departure Looms
Thursday, April 03, 2014
  • North Pole ...continued...

  • By: Mike  Ketchmark
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:02:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, April 03, 2014 10:51:00 AM
The torment of my guadian angel
Friday, November 01, 1974 to Thursday, November 01, 1984
  • In amongst my ‘heaven-like’ existence, there was aching pain and anger and turmoil that was outside of my bubble, not even two steps away from me. To this day I cannot describe exactly what went on around me because I was too young to understand the reasons or the details. All I knew was that we had our patriarch and our entire household revolved around what he wanted and how he wanted it. I could not comprehend it because to me he was loving and yielding and I would never have been able to match the two personalities into one soul. But there were endl ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Sunday, November 30, 2014, 1:56:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, November 30, 2014 2:28:00 PM
First 10 Years
Wednesday, December 17, 1947 to Tuesday, December 17, 1957
  • Dec 17, 1947, I was born to Lorane Joyce and Daniel Quintin Boje, in Memorial Hospital, Spokane, Washington. Twins had died the year before I arrived, making me, the first born, that lived. My dad married my mom, though she was pregnant with those twins from another man. I know this because, when I was fifty years old, she fessed up and showed me her picture outside the church, and you could see she was well along. My dad told me after his divorce from my mom, to read my birth certificate carefully. Thinking I must be adopted, I studied it. Turns out, he was unemployed, and listed as a labore ...continued...

  • By: David  Boje
  • Tuesday, August 28, 2012, 9:55:00 AM
  • updated: Tuesday, August 28, 2012 10:56:00 AM

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