I look up from my book to see Kristina standing in front of me, holding her arms. “What would I laugh about?”
She clears her throat and then lets her arms fall to her sides. She reaches for her hair with her right arm, and pulls on it. What clearly is a wig comes off of her head and I stare in awe at what her natural hair has become. I clasp my hands over m...
Peyton is carrying me back towards the camp. He has his hunting rifle strapped across his back along with his water container. I was making it more difficult for him to get back to camp so he could leave with the Watchers.
“Just put me down and run. You can’t be late and I’m just holding you back.”
He looked down at me and let out an exasperated sigh.
He left me broken. Before he came into my life, I was hopeful. I was excited for everything most young women want to experience. Graduating college, landing my dream job, and experiencing the love. The love that you hear about from friends and family members. The love that you see in movies and read about in books. The kind of love that my parents shared. That kind of love.
My body is in a chair. With a blanket wrapped around my shoulders and a book in my hand, that is where I’m at. Physically. Though my mind is not there. My mind goes from world to world, immersed in each adventure. At times I’m a spectator, watching and keeping up with the characters and the twists and turns of a story. Other times I feel as though I’ve become a character, fitting into the wo...
I hate myself. Why do I do this? Why do I put myself in situations like this? I could have said no, that I’m in a relationship, or not looking for a relationship. Of course when she asked to go on a date with me that popped into my mind immediately. Obviously it’s because I’m self destructive and insecure. She’s everything good about life. Her laugh makes people warm, and her smile is perfec...