I felt rough.

As if I didnt fit in.

The sweater at the store that wasn’t chosen.

The least favorite.

The unwanted.

I felt cracked.

Under all the pressure I broke.

Drop an egg and its true colors come out.

I felt ravenous.

I was done.

I felt my rage coming out.

Something I couldn’t conceal inside....

Its impossible ugly sweater, but I wear it each week, no matter the weather.

No matter if it rains or not, thunderstorms or hails, i’ll be chosen.

To be the number one choice, out of luck.

Maybe I am the only one without luck.

Chosen without a choice....

“I need to leave.” I wrote in my diary, hands shaking. “I could not bare this abuse from my husband. From a man that seemed to be as dear as a lamb, to a horrible man, dare I even say a man, a monster, a manipulator, a maniac..”

My parents had arranged this marrige with this prince. I thought he was perfect, he was the one. Soon enough he turned into a monster like all the other men in the commu...

My “friend”

A girl I knew every detail about

She would come over frequently

We would braid eachothers hair

Walk around the block

Help eachother with homework

Always chose eachother for projects

Until she changed, a new version

One that left her dearest friend behind

One that didn’t care for me

I still knew every detail about her....

I felt the old fingers grasp against my hand, they were my grandma’s fingers. She was holding on by a hair. We had gone walking along grandma’s favorite path, the blossom path.

Just thinking about a flower reminded me of my grandmothers natural beauty. It wasn’t all on the outside, it was her inner beauty. She could never be mad or upset at someone, her hearts was too large.

We continued our wal...

I didnt understand. It was the flash of the moment, I blacked out. Where was I and what was that light? Was the ambulance, was it the police, or was it something worse, something I wasnt aware of.

21 year old Emerald Smith had gotten into a car crash, a severe one. It was the night of her 21st birthday. Her and her friends that were 21+ all went to the bar to celebrate Emeralds birthday.

...

Maria had done her hair and makeup beautifully, something she hadn’t done alot, but tonight was special. She was going out with Joel, a guy she had met online. They’d talk over messages alot and Maria had really liked him. Maria was putting more efort into what she wore and what she looked like today, just for Joel.

Joel had gotten out of bed after laying there for a while. He was nervous, very n...

A pressure to be perfect.

Looks don’t matter.

Feelings dont matter.

The satisfaction of getting an opportunity.

If I cant be like you, im a faliure.

Getting a B, is like losing a part of me.

I’ve failed.

Getting a 90%?

Not good enough.

Why cant I be like my brother.

I wish grownups understood.

I wish I could enjoy my life.

All I have to worry about is getting good grades.

Seems like an impossible...

I picked up my feet and shuffled them through the snow. I wiped my frozen tears with my cotton grey gloves. “Why?” I asked myself, why did this ever have to happen. My father was on the run, and now I was too. How could I know something like this could have been happening to him? How could I know this is what my life would result to.

I make it through the large snow piles, snow starting to fill...