My mother has always told me stories when I was younger, where kids way older than me would get taken away and never seen again. I knew it was fake just probably stories from her books she used to write. But each time she told me it was really scary, it was like my heart knew it wasn’t fake but my mind was trying to tell my heart it wasn’t. This night inparticular I was on my bed one leg was out ...

I’m scared and alone. I don’t know my way home.

But this is different — it’s a path my dad lied to me about for years and years.

He used to say it was a place of fairy tales, of lands full of wonder… but there was always something darker beneath the words. Something he never told me.

Now, as I stand at the edge of it, the air feels colder, heavier. Every step forward feels like breaking a promise...

Me and my little cousins play a game late at night. Kinda simular to boxing, it was very fun! Then I’m siting on the couch counting the scores until… my little Couisn Micheal drops on the floor crying and crying putting pressure on his knee. I jump up from the couch, the boys stop the game and run over to him… “What happened Micheal?!” I say genuinely concerned. He doesn’t respond as I expected, t...