It was a dry winter day. The kind that peels your lips and…
Touchdown! I scored again. For that day, it wasn’t a big deal.
I have always belonged on the stage, dressed in some ridiculous costume with my face caked with…
My philosophy of school over the years of elementary and middle school was to go because my mom…
I got off the bus on 4th street. When I signaled for the stop,
These are the vines that bind.
i like the view
This would be a pretty bad movie
When we were six
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