(From the POV of a best friend?)

I remember being in that English class with you. Honestly, I had every class with you. In most classes I’d hang out with a boy who everyone thought was my boyfriend or whatever. I decided to pretend he was my cousin. You were the only person who learned the truth.

Remember where it all started? I mean, when we first met? In English, the teacher assigned groups an...

Screams pierced my ears left and right as people started to run all around me. A tangerine rolled on the floor and stopped by my foot. The tangerine was covered in a red substance: blood. I immediately looked around the store. What the hell was going on? I ran out of an aisle and looked both ways, almost like a child before crossing the street. On the left were people running toward the exit, and ...

I am a girl,

your girl.

I am a human,

not a butterfly.

So why

am I changing

so drastically?

You are a boy

the boy I love.

You say,

I do.

It’s like I’m a caterpillar

in a cage.

You keep feeding me.

You constantly watch me,

until I

change.

As you watch me

hide in my cocoon,

I turn into something.

I turn into a butterfly.

Butterflies are not bad,

but they are different,

much different.

I’m a girl...

“Stop the car,” Janelle screamed to Evan, who was driving with the headlights off. Everyone else in the car stared at her in concern as the vehicle slowed to a stop. She immediately unbuckled her seatbelt and put on her red leather jacket to cover up a bit. Evan looked at Janelle with worry. “Where the hell are you going,” he asked, voice trembling ever so slightly. “There’s… something wrong,” Jan...