Grounded is such a loose term. It seems to imply that one simply knows themselves. But it isn’t just that.
It is knowing what’s around you, and being able to adapt to those things.
Staying calm, positive, patient, confident, and protective lead to verter things down the road.
Don’t let life get ahead of you. And don’t miss what life has to offer.
Don’t let yourself float away to the moon, or you w...
She looked in the mirror, finger a curl, and then looked down to rummage through her makeup bag.
“I know you’re watching me,” she murmured.
The mirror shifted forward ever so slightly.
“You forget that I can read minds. Did you think I would not sense yours?”
The mirror shifted forward again, this time all the way opened.
A little girl stood on the other side.
“I’m sorry,” she muttered. She looked...
“Do you like Mr. Overo?” she asked, writing down a math equation like she had asked about addition.
“Well, ummm, we have a sort of relationship,” she paused. “We are very close and don’t tell anybody this, but we have been on a date.”
“Sounds to me like you’re dating,” the student murmured. Kennedy, her names was. Mrs Ramira knew she had a tendency to gossip. But this was certainly a rumor that wo...
They insisted I was fine because there was no correlation between the problems in my health.
One month it was pneumonia, and then my ACL torn while walking up my apartment stairs.
Somehow I became blind a random day.
I don’t understand while they think this is normal. And even if they did, they refuse to treat me. Maybe they think this is funny, which it is not. Or maybe they aren’t telling me the...
I didn’t put them on until later that night. And when I did, I almost screamed.
All through the house was brightly colored wisps of air.
I looked closer at one of them. And what did I see? Memories.
Some were mine and my friends. Others were from 20, 30, 50 years ago.
And now I have a problem. I could no remember you had given them to me. I really needed to find out....
I am walking to wayward island. Because I am a wayward child.
The island is a sanctuary for kids. But you have to cross the frozen lake to make it there.
Frozen winds race around and thin areas of ice often crack.
Wayward kids often know there way around these obstacles. That’s why we are wayward children.
We know our way around the world. And much of that world doesn’t like that we know what to d...
I walked through the gates and already knew how this was going to go.
“Hey newbie,” a boy in scales yelled at me. “Why don’t you show us why you here.”
“She looks like she wants to run back to her fairy godmother,” yelled a girl with an eagle on her soilder.
I rolled my eyes.
“Fine. I got in trouble for impersonating and stealing.”
I shifted my body. I now looked like the animal girl and her eagle...
“Mesa, why are you leaving?”
“I guess… this just isn’t my home. I see you in training. You love it. This is your place.”
She shook her head. “How can you say that? Everyone here adores you. You win every duel and by far are the best in hero school.”
I sighed, flicking my wrist, dark shadows dancing around my hand.
She gasped and took far too many steps away.
“This is why I’m leaving. I never belon...
“ I thought love was supposed to be something real! It wasn’t supposed to be some made up fairytale. Maybe I wasn’t meant for it but then again everyone around seems to not be fit for it too. Maybe they made it up. Maybe it was something we made up. But whatever happened it didn’t matter. I thought love was supposed to be this amazing thing we all look forward to. But in the end, it turned out to ...
Glass is a great way to describe most women.
Some are thin and delicate, easily broken if they are not help careful. They are beautiful to look at, but they very rarely have any purpose other than to look nice.
But there are other types of glass. More specifically: bulletproof glass.
Forged under pressure, mixed with the past and future all into one indestructible material.
And to be honest, almos...
