I'm Not Mad

1. Z, I'm not mad at you for what you did. I know you were worried and afraid, and working with what little you knew. I know. But I can't stand this right now. I'm not mad because you tried too help. I can't be mad at people who care. I really am just...

my bloody mary experience (not a scary story)

When my sister was a kid, we lived in an apartment complex that had kids who were significantly older than her. She was not the youngest, but she was not the oldest. So she tried to hang out with the older kids who never really liked her. She was a...

tell me what's wrong with me.....

I hate it when someone clicks their pen. I don't mean repeatedly. I mean every few minutes, and when someone moves their leg. The sound of someone exhaling behind me and a guy shifting in his weird sweatpants across the room. The professor's shoes...

It's Not okay (to out someone) part 3

Dawn was standing awkwardly by herself. Anya was in the restroom and the other two people hadn't arrived yet. Dawn looked down at her outfit, a long black skirt and then a tie-dye shirt that was long sleeved, Anya would approve, Rick had. Dawn nodded...

it's not okay part 2

Rick was staring at Anya with all the anger he could muster. The brunette simply ignored his glare as she talked to his girlfriend about what had happened. Her brown eyes shining with stoney amusement as she continued to talk, her hands flying as...

it's not okay...

If the day could get any longer, she would have melted into the pavement. The sun was beating her back to red oblivion, and her hair was frizzing out around her head. She gripped the lemonade to her chest and let out a huff, her eyes narrowed against...