Dear diary_Recallingng the Spring of My Youth_Day Love_Fall into Ashes
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Dear diary
October 19th 2010Dear diary, Watching the sunrise in the morning with my mom always made my day. Even if it were tough times we would go to the lake and watch the sunrise every morning. I’d even be late to school but she nor I did care because that was all I needed to start my day. I’ve always been very close to mom. We have a special bond. A bond that kept us together. Some people used to say I super glued myself to her. I did one time though. I have so many great memories with her. But my favorite one was to watch the sunrise. I would get us at 6:00 am and get dressed for school which would ...
Recallingng the Spring of My Youth
Spring is far different in Tucson than it was back home in Massachusetts. Here spring arrives slightly before the twenty-first. It is heralded in by sneezing, coughing, and watery eyes. The reason for this is that almost everything that blooms is a weed. I discovered that I’m allergic to two types of allergens. One is, of all things, cockroaches. The other is something called rabbit brush, an innocent-looking small www.onedoor.ccyellow flower that grows by the roadside. Everyone in my family now has allergies, including my dog.Back in Massachusetts, the arrival of spring is entirely different. At least fo...
Day Love
My long brown hung behind me as I put my purple backpack on the nightstand in the guest room. I knew I was in trouble when I arrived. I had never travelled so far from home without my Mama and Papa, but the baby birds coming out of the nest. I'm at my Aunt Luna's house, in a small town away from the city's busy streets. I feel a tear crawl down my cheek as I sit on the blue blanket on the bed. "What am I doing?" I ask myself, I feel so alone. I don't get it, why did I go here. There is nothing here for me. Standing up I decide to explore downtown. I quickly get my shoes on and walk outside. ...
Fall into Ashes
It had been nearly a year. 10 months ago, a life full of promise and hope, had ended abruptly. Not a physical life…but a shared one. A life with another person. People say that when a relationship ends, it can feel similar to the grief someone feels when mourning a loved one who has passed. A void. One that persists…unsure of when that cavity will be filled, if ever.That’s how it was for Phoenix. Phoenix met Lily his junior year of high school, during an archetypal period of insecurity and uncertainty. The world felt intimidating to someone who never had a firm foundation to stand on. Friend ...