A letter to my past self

A letter to my past self,   It’s strange how far I’ve come. You should see me now, happy. I remember everything and I hope you will too. Sometimes remembering is good, even if it is not always happy memories. It teaches a lesson that cannot be taught by anybody else. My lesson for you…

The Epitamy of Grades

The usual pre-class discussions began in homeroom one evening. I sat in the front desk staring at my hands that were folding into each other. Dreading the oncoming paper that would determine my future and my emotions. The card that revolves around the numbers, the scores of our intelligence. The teacher calls names of classmates…

Personal Challenge

I have felt inferior for the longest time.  I always expected  someone would save me from myself, but I am my worst enemy, and I am constantly making myself feel bad. I give up on waiting, because the older I get the more I look around and see others at war with themselves, everybody is…

Books + Impact

Pages turn. Eyes hungry for more words scan the first line. A sentence, a phrase that sparks a sudden interest for the reader. The sentence that impacts the reader’s life. It is something they never forget and never ignore. Reading to some is the one thing that connects them to their imagination. Words from the…