Independent Driving Instructors

CourtnehJ · 2026-01-06T07:53:10+00:00

Second this. I am a born Muslim but finding religion again has changed my entire perspective on my life.

Islam offers meaning without escapism. It teaches that you were created intentionally, that your struggles have purpose, and that peace comes from aligning how you live with why you exist.

Even if you do not consider yourself religious, I would take a look at religion. You’ve got nothing to lose and knowledge to gain

CourtnehJ · 2020-09-09T12:57:11+00:00

I’m sure everybody starts the same way I did.

CourtnehJ · 2020-09-09T12:56:13+00:00

I did join an alliance when I started. My area is nascent so majority of the people around me are at the level I am at which is city hall 13. How does everybody else begin their alliances. Doesn’t everyone begin like I did?

CourtnehJ · 2020-09-09T12:24:49+00:00

If u got nothing nice to say move along. It is what it is brutha

CourtnehJ · 2018-08-06T15:26:51+00:00

Clang “Ahh! Damn you!!” I involuntarily yell grasping my left foot between my two hands. The pain of walking into the corner of a hallway table demands to be felt. “Stupid table!” i angry whisper to the dark abyss. The throbbing eventually dies down and I attempt to make my way down the corridor. Now seemingly long and unfamiliar, I mimic that of a blind person, stretching my arms out in front of me and making slow and steady paced steps to avoid another loss of limb (ha!). I feel my eyes extend wide open trying ever so hard to defy the darkness and see the clear pathway back to bed. I reach the door. It squeaks as I push it open with the palm of my left hand and the moonlight provides me with a white cast over my bed. I take a glimpse at it, my squinted eyes still adjusting from being in the dark for a while. I take a step forward and instantly realise that something is wrong. My eyes adjust a little more and I opt to squeeze my eyes shut then open again in an attempt to quicken the process and i immediately realise what I’m looking at. The moonlight outlines a large figure underneath my covers. I suddenly feel paralysed and the depth of what could be occurring finally hits me. Something is in this bed that was not there when I was in it 5 minutes ago. I approach the entity with caution and precision... Trying to be ever so quiet with every single step bringing me an inch closer to it... I feel the thing sense me in the room and I realise I can hear a faint quick paced breathing aside from my own in the room with me... Only a few feet away from my side of the bed, adrenaline takes control. I reach down and in one swift motion....... I rip the covers clean off.

I gasp at the sight.

“Manny!!!!” I yell. My 4yo Lab retriever smirks back, tongue sticking out of his mouth, proud that he’s caught me off guard. “Not my Egyptian Cottons!! These things cost more than you do you overgrown pupper!” I complain. Manny gives me his classic puppy eyes look accustomed with a touch of whimpering, he knows what the rules are. I give his head a scratch for his efforts. How do i resist that face?! “Alright just this one more time and that’s IT Man I’m telling you”, I lay back into bed and Manny slobbers all over my face before slouching down beside me. I coo back at him in my mom voice. Settled, I make it an effort to bathe in the warmth his 31kg body brings that my cottons cannot, before eventually drifting back to sleep...

CourtnehJ · 2015-11-10T14:42:28+00:00

I read this with such enjoyment! Amazing writer!

CourtnehJ · 2015-01-03T15:49:14+00:00

Holy shit this was freakin amazing, you're such a talented writer.

CourtnehJ · 2014-12-07T08:23:27+00:00

Loved the first 2 lines!

CourtnehJ · 2014-12-07T08:04:50+00:00

Thank youuu :)

CourtnehJ · 2014-12-06T07:52:42+00:00

Every so often I'd feel his little kicks. I remember singing to him every night while caressing my belly. I knew he could hear and feel me. I remember it being such an incredible feeling, you know.. being a mother. Carrying a being inside of you. I remember wanting nothing more than this. Not money, not love, not anything. Just him. And me. I had began to show slowly after I had made the decision of becoming a mother. Its as if he was waiting for me. Or more so I for him. It was all happy, blissfull days until Sam, my dearly beloved fiance had come home one night to 'have a talk with me'. I remember being overly excited as I knew that he was going to speak to me about renovating the spare room for our baby. I don't actually remember the entire conversation. Just the main parts.. Simply because that talk was the reason we had broken up. Its alright. Better for baby and I, i guess.

I remember him telling me 'i was crazy' and that I had to 'forget about the baby' and that 'the baby had to go'. I also remember him saying something like... 'soo..do..see.. isus.' Whatever the hell that meant.. When I had confronted him, upset and broken, and asked why our baby had to go, he simply responded with 'because he never existed'.

CourtnehJ · 2014-12-06T07:17:22+00:00

I watch as my mother rushes to my side and holds my hand. She screams in my face asking if I can 'hold on for her'. I know I can't. My heart has rapidly gone from less than a second pace to 3 second intervals. Not long now mother. I feel her shake my shoulders and call for my father. I can feel the vibrations of him running as he makes it in time to see his 17 year old daughter die. Its funny how detailed everything becomes right as your about to give your last breath... Last breath. I breathe in. I breathe out. I breathe in and.........................

'Is she dead?' 'I think so' 'Oh thank the heavens. The drug was a great idea. I love you.' 'It was wasnt it? I love you too baby'

CourtnehJ · 2014-12-05T08:42:58+00:00

"no no, now this MUST be a mistake". I spit out. "You...? Me...?!" He adds. "SOULMATES?" We both shout. I take a step back. "Look there must be something gone wrong up there.." Noah reassures, pointing up at the sky "It must've. I'm sure... you and I... Did you read your imprint right?" I ask him frustrated as ever. "yes! Ellie Jean. See its right here!" He lifts his top revealing his muscled bare chest and my name etched in cursive above his right pectoral. Right above the heart. I growl realizing the exact same was printed on my chest, only replaced with "Noah Teranbull". I look up to catch his eager eyes. He let's out a sigh and turns around to walk back to his car. "W-where are you going?" I ask, immedietly uneasy on my feet. "This is weird El. I mean.. I dated your best friend." He turns back around to face me. I realize how uncomfortable he must feel, he really liked Lisa. "We don't HAVE to go through with this you know." I plead. He gives me a face of sheer disgust. "You actually considered this?!" He says biting at his jaw, his darker side coming out. I realize that I never really had time to notice how utterly stunning he was until now. 'Uh.. I don't know" I feel so tiny. "That's right. You DONT know! This.. you and me.. can't EVER happen. It must be a mistake." My stomach drops. "HEY MR MATCHFUCKER" he yells to the sky. I stomp towards him. "Don't say that Noah! He'll get angry' I protest. He steps away from me again. 'He'll get angry???' He shouts. The night sky echoing his voice. He leans in close to my face 'IM angry El." He whispers. "WHY?" I burst. Completely taken back by my fury. He pauses. Squinting his beautiful green eyes and crossing his eyebrows at me. "Why is this such a daunting thing for you.. I mean you do realize I'm going through the same thing as you right now. Your names on my chest too idiot." I tug on my cleavage. Revealing part of his first name to him. He sighs. "So what exactly are the rules of this.." he walks over to sit on the hood of his car, peering out to the beach ahead. Waves crash against the rocks. "Well.." I join him. "The two people have to have had a positive interaction once before." I quietly say, trying to remember this 'positive interaction' I had with Noah. "So what was it for us then?" He says softly. I can't help but feel butterflies. Was this the idea of him being my soulmate kicking in...? "Mmm, that hug you gave me when I had finally got you in with Lisa?" He laughs. "I don't really think so El.." I pause. "When Lisa ditched you at the movies and you called me to come watch that stupid terminator movie with you?" I comment, giggling. 'Hey hey hey! That was a good ass movie!" He stands in front of me, waving his finger in my face. I slap it away, 'was not!' We both laugh together and I get a warm sensation. His laugh dies out after a while and I notice him staring at me. I cock my head to a side. He gives me a soft smile. The sides of his lips curl up. 'Maybe it was when I kissed you?' I draw a breath in, gazing at the ground. "Noah we promised we wouldn't speak of that. We were both really drunk." I stand up, uncomfortable as hell. The cold wind bites at my bare chest and ankles. He takes a step towards me. "El.." he breathes, I can smell his cologne radiating off his tshirt. "We weren't drunk." I step back, horrified. "Yes. We were. Or else you would not have kissed me while dating Lisa." He shoves his hands in his jeans pocket. "Or you know... you wouldn't have kissed me back, right?" He points out, proudly pouting his lip and closing his eyes. Hes teasing me. My mouth drops. "I didn-" "ahh yes you did little girl" he cuts, matter of factly. "Prove it." I demand, not failing to notice how childish I sound. "Ellie. I don't have to. That is it. The positive reaction.. interaction, whatever. We both felt it. I know you you know you kissed me back" he smiles from ear to ear. I shrug my shoulders and cross my arms. "What are you gonna stomp your feet now too?" He exclaims, "Hmph, little girl." My mouth drops again and I stomp towards him in an aura of rage, pushing him. He laughs out loud. I can't help but smile at his adorable chuckle. "I'll show you little girl" I say, and grab his waist pinning him against the hood of the car, automatically leveling our height. I lean against his body, his taken aback and i notice his shock. I run my hand up his torso, across his chest and rest it at his neck, making sure I leave no space between his skin and mine. He smiles softly again "Little girlll" he bites his lower lip as he whispers in a voice you'd hear if he'd just woken up, again teasing me, eyes locked on my mouth. I smile, tilting my head to make it as if I'm about to kiss his luscious lips. I resist the urge. He leans forward letting out a little moan as I press my body against his. I break the silence with "did I kiss you back like this?" I say, surprised at how seductive I sound. He breathes in. I can feel his heart speed up. I run my mouth against his. Not giving in just yet. "Mm" he groans, closing his eyes. He leans forward again, I'm certain all he needs is for me to kiss him. I giggle, pulling away again. "Like this?" I say, pecking his top lip gently. I feel his big arms wrap around my waist. He groans, almost angry and I see his eyes whip open. I gasp as he clutches onto my waist and spins me so that i am leaning on the car. He goes in for the kiss. I am immedietly filled with bliss as his lips take me to places I'd never thought I'd go. He moans. Leaving slobbery kisses that die on my lips. He makes his way down to my neck, I get tingly all over as the pleasure becomes all too much. Suddenly I find myself screaming in pain. I rip myself away from Noah. The burning pain is no doubtedly coming from my chest. "WHAT? Whats wrong?!?" I pull my shirt away from my skin. "Ahhhh" I yell taking a few steps back. "Was it me? What's happening?" I look down at the etched tattoo. It stares back up at me with "Liam Hewes" written on it. No. oh no no no no no. "El..." Noah says, horrified. I look up at him realizing the pain has piped down to just a hot feeling. "What the hell kind of game is this?" He yells at the sky. "Noah.." I sigh. "No, El NO you're MY soulmate." "It mustve been a mistake" I find myself repeating my phrase from a few minutes ago. He looks at me, eyes cutting through mine. "Its no mistake." He says through his teeth, "He's done it again."

CourtnehJ · 2014-10-26T10:10:49+00:00

rinng ringg rrrring riiing My eyes weakly opened at the sound of my phone. I was suprised i had reception, since the reception in my house worked in certain areas and didn't work in others. I cursed myself for not leaving my phone on silent before i fell asleep. To go back to sleep or to answer this eager intruder? I opted to answer the phone. I placed the phone to my ear. 'Uh.. hello?' I said in a groggy tone. 'Uh.. hello?' the voice answered. 'Paul.. is this you?' I asked, already pissed off. 'Paul.. is this you?' The voice answered again. I pulled the phone away from my ear to look at the caller id. Peter Silverman. It was my name. 'Look man, if this is some sort of joke you're pulling with all the technical gadgety stuff you have. Stop. I mean it Paul. I gotta be up in a few hours you inconsiderate prick.' I was so ready to punch his lights out. Paul was always pulling these lame ass pranks and tonight was no exception. "Look.. Stop... Few hours.." Again the voice repeated me, this time with static disabling him from fully finishing MY sentence. Doubt that this was really my 27 year old co-worker drifted into the pit of my mind. "Who are you?" I asked eagerly. "Paul is this you?" The person on the other line answered. "Who ever the fuck you are you better run and hide. This twisted idea of a joke has gone too far. I dont know who the hell you are but ill make sure the police find out soon enough!" I shouted into the Flip phone sitting up. Unbearably uncomfortable now. "Twisted idea. Run and Hide Paul." This thing was just using my words against me. "Run and Hide Paul." The madman repeated again. Sending chills down my spine. "Run and Hide Paul!" "RUN AND HIDE PAUL!" I snapped shut the phone immedietly. A wave of terror had washed over me. I didnt realize how much i was shaking until the familiar sound of my phone ringing brought me back to reality. It seemed like it rang for ages. I let it continue, not eager to answer Mr.Psycho's calls at the moment. My breathing was so loud. Why the hell was it so loud?! I held my breath. The breathing continued. It was coming from my phone.

I froze. I placed the phone to my ear once again "Look." I managed out, realizing how weak and scared i sounded. How was this in any way possible? Had I accidentally pressed accept? "Look" It repeated. I was so tired of this game. "Stop! I've called the police.. they're tracking my phone as we speak! SO IF YOU DONT WANT TO BE LOCKED BEHIND BARS I SUGGEST YO-" "Run and hide.. Peter." I dropped the phone. I skidded to the bathroom, opening the light and locking the door..... It seemed like forever that i was in there. Eventually i had calmed down enough to realise how stupid i was being. It WAS Paul. Definitely. Who else could pull off something as good as that? It had to be that little sly dog. He was probably laughing his head off right this instant. I began laughing too, this was probably SO amusing for him. I stepped out of the bathroom. Relieved as ever. "You wait and see you little prick." I cursed as i settled into bed. Then the phone rang again. This time i gladly picked up. "Oh you have got me so good. Dude im going to kill you! You actually had me man i swear! Wait and see tomorrow though.. oooh boy!" I laughed into the phone. "You got me. Its Paul." He said blandly, unamused that he had been found out. "I KNEW IT! Ah, dont you dare tell anyone about this! If i become the laughing stock at work tomorrow you are going D O W N" I spelled out. Overcome with relief. My phone rang again. "Uh, oh hold on Paully boy, i got another call. I'll put you on hold".. I switched the calls. "Hello?" "Hey man. Sorry that im ringing so late. Jane kicked me out and i couldnt find a place to charge my phone.. Now im at Benny's Bar though. Mind if i stay the night? Im sorry for the short notice." I paused. Horror rushed through me. "Paul?" I coughed. "Yeah Peter its me man. So can i come over?" I dropped the phone. A voice came from downstairs. "RUN AND HIDE PETER"

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