There once was a story about a girl. She continued to grow, and nothing could stop her. Her family would try, yet nothing could be done. Not books on her head or weights on her legs. Growing and growing until she reached the sky. To the clouds she rose up, higher and farther. Always gazingContinue reading “Growing”
Stories are wonderful because they can be interpreted in so many ways. From books to movies, music to paintings. Everything is art with its own story to tell – you just have to be willing to listen. In Tick Tock: The Clock Who Refused to Tell Time, there are a variety of hidden meanings. ItContinue reading “The Clock Who Refused to Tell Time”
I see people who want to help, like, I’ve always tried. Now though I realize, how you help is what matters. People don’t need my judgment. My perfect words & idealizations. To be told to be better, that they need to change. To be someone else. To be more like this. To think this andContinue reading “Cancelled”
As a kid, I forgot how to speak. My feet turned to lead, when I’d nervous sweat at nothing. My mind mute, letting it ring. The thoughts moved too fast, and my actions too slow.
Walking home from school is my favorite part of the day. It is the only time where no one is bothering me, no one is talking to me; I can simply put my headphones in and forget about my abysmal life here for a bit. Magiahortus is where I am from, and unlike this WorldContinue reading “The Last Catalyst: Chapter One”
Have you ever jumped over the back of a couch and broken both your legs? Welcome to my life. To be precise, I snapped and dislocated four bones in my right ankle, as well as snapped and dislocated a bone in my left foot. Yep. Both legs down for the count – literally. You mightContinue reading “Life is Fragile and so are Bones”