At ten years old
she should tuck her braids
behind her ears so the
sun can reach her face.
Her worries should be
keeping her balance… 95 more words
Adapt, change. Adapt, change. Renewed
Having completed my analysis on my classmates, seeing and understanding their emotions, reactions, ideology so on so forth, I foresee a future that will be fortunate, that is if the people I predict to cause destruction go against my prophecy and do what is necessary for not just the well-being of themselves but for the individuals around them. 278 more words
Today – visited my dentist. This woman came flying through the door – then, shouted out my car registration.
“That’s me …” I ‘innocently’ responded. 404 more words
Chloë was asleep again. All of us were so tired we could have lain in bed all day. I touched down onto the bed, landing my behind in the slump of the mattress, sighing. 343 more words