He catches my downcast gaze and whispers, “I promise you, I won’t leave you.” I look away and wrap my arms around my knees. “I don’t believe you.” “I love you!” He says passionately. “Isn’t that enough?” “You’ll leave me.” I fly from him, leaving him to wonder what goes on inside of my fickle … Continue reading Will You stay?
Thief always finds you when you are weak and hurting. It comes to you in the night and it promises great things: pleasure, escape, peace, relief. It promises that you’ll forget the trauma of your childhood, the pain of your broken dreams, the depression that fogs your mind, the loneliness that never leaves you. “I … Continue reading The Thief of All
The day started like any other day this past month. That meant one thing: chaos. This is particularly hard for a schedule-loving writer who is in the middle of a three week writing competition. I had been doing great. The first two weeks of the competition were a breeze. I finished novella and short story … Continue reading A De-Energized Writer, Halloween Protests, Guinea Pigs and Ketchup: Realities of Life After a Move
I was born marred. The hideous scar on my right cheek defined my destiny. As soon as my mother saw it, she abandoned me. She left me, a helpless baby, to fend for myself in a world that hated me for something that I did not choose. Many who saw me screamed in horror and … Continue reading Island of Misfits
Once upon a time, I took a walk. I was restless and searching for something – I didn’t know what. A few minutes from my house, I passed an old man. His right hand trembled. His left never stopped stroking the simple golden ring on his finger. His grey hair hid most of his face, … Continue reading The Pained
There once was a girl who didn’t believe in heroes. While she mocked others for having them, she secretly longed for one. But she knew that no one could ever be her hero...no one cared enough to notice her. She was determined to be self-sufficient. She needed no one. Then the Great Darkness came and … Continue reading The Girl Who Didn’t Believe In Heroes
I feel helpless a lot more than I wish. When I see someone I love struggling with the same things that I struggled with in the past (or still do), it’s easy to feel helpless. I can’t take their hurt away. I can’t rescue them. I can’t do anything to force their pain away. This … Continue reading Helpless
As Christians, it’s easy to fall into the trap that says we have to be perfect. It’s easy to believe that if we’re broken, God must be disappointed in us. When things like mental illness, pain, questions, etc. come up, it is easy to want to hide them because we think that GOOD Christians shouldn’t … Continue reading The Good Christian: lies that Christians believe
I thought it would get easier as time went by. But I’m still a freak show. Children point and whisper, a few even whimper and begin to cry. Sometimes people laugh and crack cruel jokes. Most just walk past quickly with their heads down and pretend not to have seen me. Everywhere I go, the store, the movies, church even, I’m an outcast – avoided and overlooked. I make people uncomfortable by the skin that I’m forced to live in every moment of every day.
I wrote this as an offshoot of another story that I've been working on for a while about this girl that gets into a different world. *coughs* This is about her little brother. XD Life is full of dangers. What most people would laugh at, overlook or kick aside, Canaan Johnson took great measures to … Continue reading Canaan’s Big Adventure