“Two giant skylights pouring in beams of sun like rays straight from heaven, and I swear I heard a harp plucking the “Hallelujah Chorus” (Chaotic Good by Whitney Gardener)
“Two giant skylights pouring in beams of sun like rays straight from heaven, and I swear I heard a harp plucking the “Hallelujah Chorus.” My heart fluttered. She was the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen. The light of the sk...
“Momma, Momma! Look at the fish!” The little girl squeaked, reaching up to touch the glass.
“They’re beautiful, aren’t they?” The mother said.
“Yeah! Just like you!” Little Katie giggled.
“Aww, thanks! Do you know what else?” Said the mother, Mrs. Jones.
Katie thought for a moment. “What?” She asked curiously.
“They’re scaly and can swim really well! Just like me and you.” Mrs. Jo...
Her breaths quickened as she listened to his words. Her heart pounded as he spoke. She didn’t want to hear his words anymore.
“I’m sorry, I don’t think we’re right for each other.” The words he said rung in her ear.
“Please don’t leave!” Her desperate gasps escaped her mouth and left her like he was to do.
“Marissa, I’m sorry. I have to go. It’s not you… It’s me.” He spoke. His words pi...
When I look in the mirror, I don’t see myself. Not physically, although I do see myself mentally. I know I’m not nice and I know I’m not perfect but why do I see something so awful when I peer into the mirror? Does everyone else see it too?
I wish I could change myself. How does one change themself? For the better, of course. How do I be nice? How do I learn to care for others? Someone come te...
