Where Your True Self Rests

It’s been a long day at school and an even longer afternoon filled with ballet classes and rehearsals. I’m tired, hungry, and weighed down from the exhaustion of the day, but as I weave down the curvy road and pull into my driveway, I am filled with a sense of relief...

My Museum

I have never been a home-body. My house has only been a place to sleep and mark my calendar for the next event. I have always found my joy in the world outside my house. Things like sleepovers with my friends, working long hours at my summer soccer camp, or smelling...

What I Would Say

She asked me when she came if I liked my new house. A kind old woman in a brown suit,  holding a large clipboard and a leather satchel bursting with hundreds of other case files just like mine. She offered me a lollipop, the kind a dentist would hand out. She offered...