When I was younger my friends and I would play football in the backyard. One day the ball went underneath a chair and I decided to retrieve it. While reaching my hand underneath I felt it. The stinger

I grew up with pasty white skin. My dad is Irish-Catholic so my entire family is fair-skinned. My mom however tans really well. Her complexion is much darker. I'm somewhere in the middle. Growing up I

I've got to switch it up. A change is necessary. I don't know what to do. What should I do? You tell me because i obviously can't come up with the answers on my own. Everything was all good just a week

I haven't been able to write for the past week. I'm numb. I don't have any energy. This is draining me. Sucking the life out of me. I spend all of my mental willpower thinking about what has happened.

February 14th, 2018. Parkland, Florida. There was a missed call from my mom at 2:00 PM. When I called her back to ask what she was doing she told me to come over because she was relaxing. I stopped to

I usually have an idea for what I'm going to write about but today I have no clue. Shoelaces are what first come to mind. It took me a long time to learn how to tie my shoes. Longer than most. So, to fix

When I was younger my family went to Church every Sunday. We bounced around from a couple of different churches until we landed at one we all liked. Solid Rock. This was a small church that focused on

While backpacking through Europe in the Summer of 2014, I stopped in Venice, Italy. I got off the train and when I walked out of the station I immediately noticed the smell of the city on water. There

Growing up in Florida didn't allow much time for skiing. There aren't enough hills and the temperature rarely drops below freezing. So, my first time skiing was when my dad, sister, and I took a vacation

I've been down here for hours. I'm not even sure what I'm looking for anymore. Every creek sends shivers down my spine. I'm trying to play it cool, but it's creepy down here. There are rats running around

I've been writing down my dreams in a journal for the past few months. Not consistently. But when I remember in the morning I jot down the crazy thoughts that come to mind. Sometimes I'm embarrassed by

She wants to move to California. She must've lost her mind. Why would you ever want to do that? The traffic is absolutely unbearable. A single bedroom apartment split between 8 people is going to cost

Come one come all to the greatest yard sale in all the land where you can find doo-hickeys galore. there are busted old couches and t-shirts with stains covered all over them. Right here are my childhood

amber and purple hues blend together as the fiery source of life dips beneath the horizon watching the sunset from the shore is unlike any other scenery Montauk Point in Long Island New York is home to

the wick crackles as the flame dances into oblivion transforming itself over and over again the embers torch the pool of wax dripping down the glass enclosure round and round we go chasing the flame entranced

She placed the bowl of fruit at the center of the table. Preparing for her mother's monthly visit was always stressful. Nothing ever looked quite in place. There was always a complaint. Upon arriving,

I lost my glasses last week. Spectacles are such elusive creatures. They've served me well; illuminating the road on dark nights. Revealing faces from across the bar. Transforming musicians on stage from

anxiety crawled across my fingertips sitting on the grass at the edge of the lake there were stars out that night i fidgeted the entire time we were alone talking then we stopped it was quiet this was

the clock is running and im running out of time the cracks are breaking in the streets people are running like chickens with their heads cut off some cars are abandoned on opening fault lines swallowing

There's an awakening inside of me it has come in the past year ever since i left home ever since i graduated college i didnt want to be where i was i moved back home and didnt like the place where i was