Everyone is always so quick to judge. They always say my sarcastic comments and my rude composure define me, and not in a good way. They say I’m a rude and selfish person who needs to get their act together.

If everybody would just listen, they would know the truth. The true me feels so insecure I have to make other people, who seem like they have their life in control, feel bad. I’ve always hate...

My mom always told me I was an angel. I was her angel. I couldn’t ever believe her because that’s never what I saw.

When I looked in the mirror, I was told to see a charming, beautiful young woman. I was told to be nice and kind. Don’t forget to smile. Always seem confident and outgoing.

I never liked that version of me. I knew it wasn’t real.

The real me was a shy, heartbroken girl. I had life ...

Twister. A terrible game. The only way to win is to secretly kick your opponents in the shin.

Twister is a game of strategy. You have to predict where the other player is going and block their path, all while trying not to tumble over.

In my house, we have a Twister competition every year. My younger sister is a five-time champion coming up on her sixth.

I got out the first round. Me vs. Dad. I ...

His eyes. They were my favorite part of him. The way they drew you in. They made you feel as if you were being suffocated by bliss.

Although his eyes were wonderful, I wished to never see them again. I’ve dreaded the day I would have to stare into those silky eyes and relive our past differences.

He happened to walk through the café door just as I had to leave. I crashed right into his rock hard...

I’m done. I’ve been here, waiting, in this tower for thirty years. My past lover, Sir Kevin of Sandfolk, promised he would come back for me. He broke that promise long ago, but now I’m taking action. I’ll just have to save myself. I’ve been thinking about how I could go about this. It can’t be that hard right? But for some reason, I had a ball forming in the pit of my stomach, telling me to stop. ...