When I was around 13 years old, I was walking down the street in suburban Levittown, Pa when out of nowhere a police officer pulled up beside me in his cruiser. 507 more words
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Quarter Life Dilemma allows me to be myself. I get to voice my opinion on matters that affect me and other twenty-somethings. But being a writer (in training) is not about setting up camp in your comfort zone and in the past two to three years, I’ve been thrown (actually, I willingly dived) into the deep end and started writing for audiences who aren’t like me. 236 more words
The last week of the summer holiday usually sees me running around the shops, trying to buy uniforms for my children.
It’s not that I am disorganised, but children grow so much over the summer that I have always tried to leave it until the last minute to maximise the chance of the clothes still fitting after a few weeks… 215 more words