It was entering the place with a tear-flooded face. It was joining choir in the 7th grade. It was passing by my crush during sportsfest, and gushing to my class about it. 807 more words
Tags » Intrapersonal
“What do you have?”, I ask myself.
I answered, “Well, I have monsters.”
My own answer struck me like a thousand bolts of lightning just passed through my body and I was petrified. 61 more words