There’s no reason to be, I have just as much right to be sad as anyone else
But when I think of her husband and her 4 year old daughter, who lost more than I ever have, I can’t help but feel like I don’t deserve to mourn, that I should be comforting them and holding up a strong exterior.
My older cousin shares posts on her Instagram that reminds her ...
People don’t understand how hard it is, to be burdened with such a responsibility as me. The bosses say it’s a noble job, stopping overpopulation, but to see the life drain out of a family’s eyes as they hear the pounding words, “I’m sorry for your loss.” To split two people in love, to take the life of a child. It’s like the cruel edge of a sword piercing my heart over and...
A few years ago, in a land not too far away, there was a school. One that sat upon acres of fields and forests, with a large building in the middle, and many smaller ones circled around it.
The large building was where the teenagers would learn, it was the main schoolhouse. The smaller buildings were the gym, cafeteria, and smaller schoolhouses, and dormitories. The dormitories housed the youth th...
“Wow,” I say, staring at the marvellous masterpiece in front of me. “What an abstract, beautiful, colourful, dashing, enchanting, fair, great, happy, intriguing, jolly, keen, luxurious, magnificent, nice, overwhelmingly perfect, quality, really stupendous, tremendous, under-appreciated, very well made, xenas, youthful, zebra.”...
Drew and Taylor never needed words to communicate what they felt, which was good because they didn’t speak the same language.
This story follows the romance of Drew Lindsay, a twenty-two year old archaeology student from England, and Taylor Laurenne, a twenty-one year old artist from France.
Drew never spoke a word of French, but still went on a two week vacation in France, and met Taylor. Drew w...
