S.O.S.

S.O.S.

The words were written fifteen years ago but they are haunting me today. I didn’t uncover them until last month when my parents asked me to sort through five boxes of my old stuff. It was a strange feeling to process as I stared at the boxes containing the...
Dark Place

Dark Place

It happens like a slow fade, transitioning from the brightness of light into the darkness of night. I feel so alone. I’m scared. Fear of the unknown lurks in every corner. Confused…I’m unsure of what’s to come. I don’t know when, or even if, the light will ever...
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