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Submitted to Contest #298
Everyone talks about their best friend, that one person who’s always been in their life through break-ups, moving, and changing college majors. That one person who, when life feels too heavy, they can always call to laugh with or cry with. I love the idea of having a platonic soulmate who wants nothing from you but your companionship. I love watching chick-flicks about “bffs” or reading coming-of-age books about close-knit friend groups who have known each other since pre-school. I guess I’ve always had a fascination with things I’ve never e...
Submitted to Contest #284
3/25 Dear diary, that’s what you’re supposed to say right? I’ve never done this before. My therapist Danny gave me this notebook and told me I should start keeping a diary, I said that a diary is something a 13-year-old girl uses to write about her crush, and he said I can call it a journal if that makes me feel better. So here I am… I don’t have much to say at the moment, life’s good, I honestly don’t even know why I’m in therapy. Bye, I guess… I don’t know how to end one of these. 3/26 Hi, me again. Danny also suggested I wr...
Submitted to Contest #283
“I’m telling Mom you’re not helping!” She shouted as she stomped her foot down and rolled her eyes dramatically. “Why do you have to act like such a little brat!’ I yelled back. “I’m not a brat!” “Well then stop acting like one and just make the damn cookies!” “I wish you never came back home!” She screamed as she stormed off. “I wanna watch The Grinch.” She protested. “We watched The Grinch last year, can’t we watch Home Alone or something?” I suggested. “You don’t get to choose the movie just because you...
Submitted to Contest #282
Some Days it’s hard to tell if I am awake, that I’m not still in a dream of darkness where I walk and talk the same but I feel that fuzzy little feeling. I’m completely in the moment, not thinking about the past or future, just listening to the now go by. In awakened reality it’s not so fuzzy and magical, it’s loud, stressed, and dark. I know I am awake because I can feel the weight of today on my chest, which is especially bad today. After all, today is a big one. I push the covers back, it’s warm today. I head to the kitchen, which i...
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