Hey All! Please check out below our writing contest submissions for Write A letter to someone who inspired you

We have two prizes:

Our first prize is $350 chosen by our judges.

Our second prize is a $300 prize for whoever gets the most votes.

Member votes count five times. Non-members can vote as well, but they only count once. They can do so by…

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Looking at myself in the mirror and wondering who is my truest inspiration? I became conflicted with my thoughts for a brief moment. Asking myself another question, would it be selfish to write about myself? I observed the feelings and thoughts that surfaced. Feeling selfish for being an inspiration to myself comes from conditioning that started…

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     You have no idea what you have done. I cannot begin to describe the significance that your actions have had on myself, as well as my life. As a child, I vividly remember how you were there for me any time necessary. Every time I wrecked my bicycle, you were there. You would pick me up off the hard, extremely coarse pavement and dust me of…read more

Dear heartbreaker,

You inspired me to fly. By cutting off my wings and pushing me over the edge, I had to learn to soar without anything to hold me up. But without the extra weight of your casual abuse sitting on my shoulders, I was light enough to escape through an unfamiliar sky like a shooting star.

Love will change you. Unreciprocated love…

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This letter is to a very special someone who came into my life not long ago. I wish much longer ago, but hey, better late than never, right?
This person has had an unbelievable effect on me. It’s not just something that I recognize- my friends who I have known for 20,30, 40 some years recognized it too. Immediately.
I may have been someone who w…read more

It’s hard to narrow down one person who positively impacted my life since I was blessed with amazing parents and grandparents, but as I sit here and contemplate I don’t want to make it the Obvious choices. I wanted to think outside the box and give credit to a person and a profession who help impact children’s life’s everyday.

Teachers work lo…

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Dear mom,
I get it now. I understand the pain.
The regret before the regret. The desire for self-mastery.
But the failure of achievement creeps in like the sleepless nights you
encountered. The self-loathing in the shower. How tired were you? Truly. When Sis and I would fight over remotes while the kitchen
stove burned hot. How your bones…

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A Letter To The Woman They Would Not Name:

When I was learning about you, they told me that you climbed several mountains in your career. One-hundred-and-thrity-five books later, It wouldn’t be until your last decades that they finally called you by name. They said “You scaled heights that hadn’t been reached before. You were a woman who overt…

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Dear Family Member,

It’s hard to believe that we’ve known each other for nine years now. It feels more like five years than nine. That’s how much fun & a blessing this journey has been for me. I’m so grateful that we crossed paths.

To think, it all started by meeting each other on a website called Christianity Oasis.

After messaging other members…

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I’ve been thinking about you lately. I’m writing to check in with you… I haven’t been the best lately at being there for you and I want to apologize. I’m sorry for not being there for you sooner, you see, I’ve been going through personal things so I haven’t had the time to give you my attention. Do you remember when you’d cling to your mother’s l…

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Dear Rosa Parks,

Do What Is Right—Not What Is Easy

These are words that define me—these are the words that connect you to me. I was only four years old on December 1, 1955, the day you were arrested for refusing to give up your seat to a white man on a bus in Montgomery, Alabama. Your sense of purpose and courage shone bright that day and con…

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Dear Mr A,

I can’t believe it has been more than 20 years since I was last in your classroom. It feels like about five minutes ago that you were lecturing us on how to dissect a pig’s heart, or develop photos the old fashioned way, in a dark room with red lights and chemicals.

I remember how you used to be so cool, when my friend B and I wanted to…

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