Every night, I have the same dream. Iām outside, in the middle of nowhere. Standing on a tiled path in the middle of a grassy field. Itās always a foggy morning. I can see at a distance that there is a house. Whenever I try to make my way over to it, the house moves farther away. I feel as though Iām just running in place. I canāt help but ask myself why? Why canāt I go to the house? All I want is...
I know that Iāve already written to you for the week, but this day was to hectic for me not to tell you about it. The day started out normal at first. I get up, brush my teeth, do my hair, and get dressed for the day. I even got to have my morning coffee and bagel with cream cheese, before everything went to hell. I hadnāt even opened the curtains yet, when I started to here screaming. It wasnāt o...
Smiles were wide and bright, as my family and friends listened to my tale with amusement and awe. Even if it was something the may not have been interested in, I was able to draw them in with my explanations. It was easy to draw people in when I talk, something that just came naturally to me. When I open my mouth to speak, people wouldnāt interrupt me. Itās not as though I donāt return the favor. ...
I dodge past trees of various sizes. My feet pounding against the forest floor, as I continue to sprint despite the aching pain. Breathing was harder, my lungs working overtime to keep me going. I dare not stop though. Stopping meant that whatever that thing was currently chasing me would catch me. Each scenario that I can think of is worse than the last, but I canāt stop thinking āwhat does it wa...