This feeling isn’t passion, this is a disease.
It eats at your mind and poisons your soul.
To prey on these people and do so with ease. 106 more words
Last night, walking back to our car after her mom’s birthday dinner that everyone in San Antonio seemed to be celebrating because it just so happened to overlap with the Fiesta Riverwalk Parade, making our way through the sea of hundreds of people, fleeting murmurs of conversations overlapping each other, crossing streets seconds after thirty high-stepping members of a marching band stomped by, making our way through all this commotion, but for just a moment in time, I caught the shot I was looking for. 37 more words
I am saddened by the recent events happening in Baltimore City as not only violence and destruction are happening, but the tearing apart of communities causing anger, confusion and frustration. 749 more words
…One day, in sixth grade, I was sent to the principal for a fight or something, but I don’t really remember. I do remember getting suspended and learning a new word. 49 more words