Here I sit.
Staring at a clean, crisp, and new sheet of paper
Bits bright as candy flood my page.
Eraser Remains
My back cramps
My stomach churns
My clammy hands shake, full of perspiration
The collar of my shirt, itches my neck
In an uncomfortable way.
My mind wanders
Daydreaming of the ...
My heart was pounding, as I reached for the phone, the same conversation occurred only this time it was different. Images kept flashing in my mind, bright and vivid. There, a thin and bony hand dangled a thin grey string. The other held a pair of newly sharpened, red handled scissors. Slowly she rea...
I remember walking into that store, expecting to come out empty handed. “I just want to look!” I kept telling my mom. When we opened the door, a chill came to my skin. I heard the jingle of a bell signaling that there was a customer. A strange smell -soon to be a familiar one- filled the air. It...
I was walking through the hospital, peeking into every door, searching within every crevice. I wanted to see her... I wanted to hold her in my arms and feel her soft, smooth skin. I wanted to hear her breathing softly against my chest. We were coming toward the hospital door, number 251. I saw my mo...