The dress they made me wear was not what I had imagined. I thought I would be wearing a yellow flowered sun dress but instead here I am sitting miserably and itchy, behind the couple in front of the altar and all I wanted to do was take off this hideously laced white dress. Continue reading “5-Year Old Flower Girl Diaries”
Ana mused at the thought and shivered at the prospect of her incoming birthday. Lately, she began to fear aging because it meant getting closer to dying, an unnatural paranoia which is not quite unfounded. Continue reading “Chapter 1: Unofficial”
I don’t want to die.
This was my first thought when I suddenly woke up from a dream. The bed sheets were soaked from my perspiration, my long hair pasted on my soggy face. Continue reading “An Introduction to a Story about Love #NaNoWriMoChallenge”