It happened again, like many times. The sheer euphoria of being beside her, the moonlight cascading her bare skin. Her angelic face with a peaceful, serene expression. I brush a strand of auburn hair from her face, careful not to wake her. Her smooth, cream-like appearance radiates in the night. I glance at the alarm ...

Read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, and Part 5. It was well after dark when we pulled into my driveway. “Mike, do you want me to drive you home?” “No, Ryan. I need to walk and clear my head,” he said, staring out the window, failure and sorrow etched into his face. He got out of ...

Read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, and Part 4. I rushed to Ms. Freeroast’s class. God, I hated being late for that. I just hated that class in general. Advanced Literature and Writing wouldn’t be so bad if Ms. Freeroast didn’t turn every class into a group therapy session. After every poem we read, ...

Read Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 There I was, standing in my room, where a week ago my life had been perfect. Now everything was in shambles. The walls were plastered with posters and magazine cutouts of the cast of Beverly Hills, 90210 and Party of Five, as well as countless images of ...

Read Part 1 | Part 2. Hurt, broken, confused, I pulled into the nearest gas station with an ATM. If I ignored Brittney and Mike, I knew they would feel the pain of their actions. But my father, however, was a gruffer breed. He didn’t feel emotion or understand the concept of regret and sorrow. ...

Routine. Some people crave it, and others run from it. No matter what you do, people can’t escape it in one form or another, and that’s fine by me. My dad is the type of person that lives for routines. Before my mom left us, there was rarely order or predictability in our lives. It ...

I have been thinking about change. I used to say all of the time when I was younger that I would move to London when I was older. My future career was a doctor who was a consultant for the police department. Now, about twenty-three years later, I still live in the United States. I ...

Read: I’m No Ordinary Girl, Chapter One, Part One Read: I’m No Ordinary Girl, Chapter One, Part Two Read: I’m No Ordinary Girl, Chapter Two, Part One Read: I’m No Ordinary Girl, Chapter Two, Part Two Read: I’m No Ordinary Girl, Chapter Three, Part One Chapter 3: Still in the Hospital The clock on the ...

Read Chapter 1 here. The blue light grew brighter as I moved closer. Time seemed to be moving in slow motion as I walked toward my sister’s still body. If I could just reach her before— Beep beep beep I rolled over and shut off the alarm clock. It had been six weeks since that ...

Read: I’m No Ordinary Girl, Chapter One, Part One Read: I’m No Ordinary Girl, Chapter One, Part Two Read: I’m No Ordinary Girl, Chapter Two, Part One   Chapter 2: Where Am I? My parents rush to my bedside, and I grab my dad’s finger like the day I was born. My dad always tells ...