Initiative PaperInitiative is the first step; the power or right to begin something. Initiative is starting; to me it means pushing forward and never giving up. It means even if things seem hopeless or impossible there’s still a chance. It’s never giving up on my family, friends, or God. It is, for me, a form of faith and strength. It means to take the first step, even when you can’t see where the road ends. It means standing by my friends when they need help, and not matter what goes wrong, I stay with them. Initiative gives me strength to face my fears and worries. It drives me to force myself to get something done. Without initiative, I would be nowhere in life. Initiative drives me to improve my writing and drawing. It makes me determined; willing to make sacrifices and to achieve a goal. Initiative makes me look further and think harder. It made me create worlds with my mind. Initiative makes me always take a step forward in my way. It m
The Last Shadow-Part OneI walked up to the doors of the dingy diner. Two huge brutes stood by. As I reached for the knob, one of them grabbed me and patted me up and down. He pulled out my switchblade from my pants pocket and smirked. “I wasn’t gonna use it,” I said. “Sure you weren’t,” the other one said. “You didn’t search the first guy who came.” “You’re new here, slant-eye,” the first brute gave me a shove towards the door. I glared at him over the slur he directed towards me. Shrugging it off, I opened the doors and went inside. It was warm and dry, but almost stuffy. I unzipped my jacket a little. The din of the customers died down a little when I went up to the bar, but was soon back to normal when I turned my back to them. The bartender came up to me. He was a short, round guy with a splotch of black hair on his head.