Everything is covered in a thin layer of ice; the rolling hills of fields become something from a dream in the frigid weather, the icy tips of grass sparkling in the setting sun. It is beautiful outside today, unbearably cold, but beautiful. We are on our way to his grandparents house to have an early dinner. Continue reading
The tension is so thick, it’s like choking on a cloud of smoke. The fire is blazing somewhere near, out of my view; I can feel it’s soot tendrils swirling around my throat.
My eyes are stinging and my head hurts.
Sitting in my car, I am watching raindrops hit my windshield, the blobs slithering downwards, collecting other raindrops as they go. In the distance lies the castle-themed playground that I had discovered just a short while ago. I wish I had discovered this place sooner, it is peaceful and secluded. I need peaceful and secluded right now. Continue reading
When I was a little girl, the sight of a Merry Go Round would send me into uncontrollable squeals of laughter. It didn’t matter what I was doing or where we were, as soon as I saw it, I would begin to jump up and down and scream “Rocky!”, my hands clapping in excitement. I would take off towards it (always to the alarmed disapproval of the adult I was with), my beaming smile and lit up face keeping me from being scolded and told “no” when they finally caught up with me; I think my loved ones had just as much fun watching me go round’ and round’ in circles, the sounds of my giggles ringing in the air. Continue reading
For months on end I have been dreading this.
I had had my suspicions, so much so that I had gone through his phone and searched his car. When I found them, I had tried to ask him about it, but it only started a fight. Feeling like a crazy person, I prayed I was wrong.
But I was right. Continue reading
Sitting in my car at 10:13pm on a Wednesday night with dripping wet hair, I am shaking. I am shaking violently; not from the cold, or from extreme exhaustion, not from the wet hair clinging to the back of my neck, but from searing rage. Continue reading