I really tried to become the woman I was supposed to be. The perfect voice, the most beautiful face, the ecstatic friend— if she were to look at the girl she’s grown up to be, would she work as hard as she did… _for me_?

Looking back, I was creative, funny, great at so many things, and so where did I go wrong? Was I too bossy? Greedy? I cry and I cry, screaming why it was always me punished when...

Everyone calls my new home a dark void full of nothing— an endless tunnel scary enough to terrify anyone in it’s path- anyone, but not me. All these years wandering around alone, away from my old broken home, time slows down the more steps I take in all these big empty halls.

I slowly stop as I see a man- mankind, I haven’t seen in years- invite me to take his arm where, I know will never happen,...