Whenever I was angry, my mother told me to go hug a tree. I always thought that was her way of saying “go away” since she was one of those type of mothers who would be cold, distant, and often verbally aggressive towards me. When I had a child myself, I didn’t learn a better… Continue reading One With Nature
At the bottom of the rabbit hole is a blue light full of peace, once fulfilling Cali with a sense of serenity. Now, she digs her nails in the moist dirt that encircles her. She is weak, arms quaking as she uses what little strength left to reach the top. She tells herself not to… Continue reading Climb Cali
Richard was leaving a shopping center carrying two bags of groceries when he noticed a man about seven-foot-tall, but his height was minimized due to a horrible slouched over posture and a hunch in his back. The man was digging through a garbage inches from his car and pulled out a moldy piece of bread.… Continue reading Buzzard
I need to focus. Hey guys! This isn't a short story. This is pretty much me coming back to my blog and seeing how much I missed out on something important to me. My writing! But I say that only becasue I wasn't putting much focus into my craft as I was towards everything else.… Continue reading Focus
Let's face the truth. Only when you're gone will you ever be appreciated. As of right now, you're like the rest of us. But at least you're not alone. There are billions of creators like you waiting to get that chance to climb out of the barrel. Rest assure, you're not alone walking this long… Continue reading Only When You’re Gone
Poor illiterate Ella. She's at least fifteen years old and cant read for shit. Her parents use to teach her at home, but after long efforts they decided to place her into public school. All she does is sleep through classes, though. Awake, she was constantly bullied. When I asked her why she slept so… Continue reading Illiterate Ella
