18 Years

Like every young kid, there’s a point when you discover that the future exists. At 9 yrs old I began to think about the future. My future. And it wasn’t a nice one. It was an approaching nightmare of realism. I promised myself that on my 18th birthday I would run away. It’s what my […]

The Story of Diana and Megan

This hectic week began with last Saturday. Since this is probably the most important things that happened all week I’ll dedicate an entire entry for it. LAST SATURDAY Everything started out fine–great–even. I was driving from a sleep over and sat down for cereal and a grapefruit for breakfast. 10 minutes later the doorbell rings […]