Abigail Sikora
Bio
I am an intended Psychology major at East Carolina University. I love to write and hope to connect to as many people as I possibly can through my writing.
Stories (4/0)
To an Absent Father
You left when I was barely able to talk, let alone walk on my own. You left for another woman who you deemed more deserving of your idea of love, with a family you found more deserving of a father. And for a while, I put the blame of you leaving on myself. Because what kind of a father would leave the daughter he loves?
By Abigail Sikora5 years ago in Families
An Open Letter to Him
To You, I remember our first time hanging out, without our usual group of friends. It was a tailgate for my university. I remember the group going to the local brewery where one of your friends made the insinuation that we were more than just friends. I remember how mad I was because you were my ex’s best friend, but I was wrong, our relationship was just starting.
By Abigail Sikora5 years ago in Humans
What No One Tells You About Abusive Relationships
We started dating my senior year of high school and I instantly fell for him. He was charming, funny, polite, a true gentleman... or so I thought. It wasn't until about a month into our relationship when things changed for the worst. He started controlling every aspect of our relationship, what we would do on dates, where we would go, when I could hang out with friends and with who, he tried to control how I looked, and he attempted to tell me where I should go to college. That should've been when I ran, but for some reason I didn't, I chose to stay in an abusive relationship that would eventually drag me down.
By Abigail Sikora6 years ago in Viva
Losing Someone You Love Unexpectedly
December 8, 2016 I woke up in my room by hearing my mom's cellphone ringing in her room. I laid still, listening to her talk to my uncle about something that would change our family forever. I heard her get out of bed and walk into my room to tell me my grandpa had fallen and hit his head so bad that he had to be transported to our hospital from his so they could do a platelet transplant. I instantly got this sick feeling in my stomach that this would be the fall that would take him away from us. I got up and reluctantly got ready for school. Third period came around when the speaker came on asking for me to be dismissed. I met my mom at the back of campus and we rushed to the hospital, the entire time I had no clue what was going on. When we arrived to the hospital I walked to the ICU with my mom to be greeted by our pastor, my godmother, grandmother, and a neurosurgeon. The neurosurgeon explained to us that there was bleeding on my grandpa's brain and that he needed to have surgery as soon as possible. We called the rest of the family and by 11 PM everyone was there. We all shuffled into his room, three at a time, to tell him we loved him and good luck. The first surgery was successful, it was the days that followed that were a nightmare.
By Abigail Sikora6 years ago in Families
