My dad was dead. My mom was depressed. My sister was a mess. And I was fine. I mean, sure, I was sad, but sad an appropriate, normal amount. I was handling things. I was the responsible one. I was organized. I did my homework. I cleaned the house. I was the one who kept… Continue reading I’m Fine: My Obsession with Control
I sit quietly in an eerily familiar room, now a stranger. I look around the darkened room and suddenly see the computer against the wall transform into a black keyboard. Even though I know the walls are painted a pretty purple, I see the old-fashioned wood paneling creeping its way up the wall. I try… Continue reading Returning to My Childhood Home
The Beginning It was a sunny day in late May, I believe May 26th to be exact. My little sister and I went home from school with my friend Nicole; we were in the same Girl Scout troop, Troop 592, and my sister Tara almost always tagged along with me. Nicole's mother took us to King… Continue reading Life after Death: The Reality of a Family in Purgatory
Through shimmering waters and glittering trees, there is a place where flowers burst with color, leaves dance with glee and the air is refreshingly sweet. This place is called Fairyland. And in this place where only goodness reigns, lives two little fairies, named Amethyst and Peridot. As the sleepy sun gently rises through the clouds,… Continue reading Sweet Pea Fairies
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