All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Kerianne
My name means "dusky or dark." I'd like to think that I can't relate to the meaning of my name. That it's just a simple word, chosen by my parents, because they liked the sound of it. But that's not my case. In many ways, my name's meaning seems to know me better than I do. I never knew the challenges that I would face in this lifetime, never knew how I would handle them either. But for some reason my name knew all along. Now, I linger in confusion. Pondering why it had always seemed to be one of the brighter things about me. Yet, here I am today, ironically finding out that it has always meant the opposite. I can't ever escape the dim shadows of my name. But, maybe for me, that's a good thing...
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.