I hold a sheet of ‘Getting to know you’ bingo in my hands. It’s one of those first day of school icebreakers where you have find someone who ‘wears glasses’ or ‘went abroad this summer’ or ‘has siblings’. I don’t mind the icebreaker on its own, but it’s about the third one I’ve done all…
Category: Writing
Soulmates
Some say that soulmates are those who love romantically. One who’s soul you share. The one who you can’t imagine your life without. I believe in another kind of soulmate. The kind that comes from a friendship deep and pure, formed over years of petty fights and growing up and becoming mature. The kind…
Somewhere else
Oh how I wish I could be Anywhere but here Somewhere magical Over the rainbows and the butterflies Where darkness lies in defeat My desires have turned to smoke And my whims into ashes Nothing but flashes of memory Nothing glitters but the golden lies The half-told truths Of a youth gone awry Oh how…
Growing Older
I always thought growing older meant growing wiser. But today I have learned that by growing older, my heart has grown smaller, and my sins have grown larger. I always thought that when I grew older the sun would be brighter, that the stars would be shinier. But now I can’t help but…
Arranged
You and your parents are late. I tear a Kleenex to bits in my hands as I wait, my stomach a sea of unease, as sea monsters claw at my insides. My dad paces by the door, mumbling under his breath. As far as first impressions go, it isn’t a good one. Finally the doorbell…