The moment I saw the pigeon, I knew my life was about to change.

I was walking home from school, kicking at loose gravel, my mind stuck on the latest disaster—Ms. Phillips had assigned a group project. As someone who barely tolerated small talk, the thought of forced collaboration made me want to disappear into the Antarctic.

And then, there it was. A pigeon.

Not just any pigeon, though. This o...

The city hummed quietly beneath them, a vast sea of twinkling lights stretching beyond the rooftop’s edge. Destiny pulled her coat tighter around her shoulders, the night wind tangling her dark hair as she leaned against the railing. Behind her, Logan shifted uneasily, his hands buried deep in his jacket pockets.

“You said you had something to tell me,” Destiny said, tilting her head toward him. ...

Everyone talks about how the youngest child gets all the attention from their parents.

Well what if I told you it’s not the best, exspecially if you have a chronic illness,every small crash is a “Are you Okay?” Even though it was a medicine bottle.leaving the house is worse, I physically had to cut conversation to a minimum of 1 in-person visit a month, and maybe 3 phone calls a month. Because ...