mormonbookworm

I’ll turn 21 in Memphis Tennessee. I’ll have spent several months living in a city, Living with and assisting my grandmother, While she recovers from a stroke, and muscular dystrophy. Memphis is the largest place I had ever lived. To me, a girl who has lived most of her life in either North Carolina or Virginia, I expected less of a culture shock. Both my mom and my dad gave me lectures and speeches on how to be more cautious and careful. I listened, but assumed they were over exaggerating. My parents told me to expect danger, To be careful for myself. Here, that means I can’t help other people. It means I can

Have you ever read about Frankenstein's monster? Has anyone ever thought that the so-called 'monster' didn't do anything? That was all Frankenstein's fault? Because suddenly I know how he must have felt, had he ever existed. Because suddenly, we've got a lot in common. But I guess I'm getting a head of myself, I best start at the beginning… Unfortunately, for both you and I, I hear screaming and yelling in the distance, and I know I must go now, they must have found me. I grab my backpack and stuff my things into it, simultaneously putting out the small campfire I've made. I sling my backpack onto my shoulders and run. I only half feel

"If I had known two showers would make me feel better, I would've done that a couple of hours ago." I mutter. Cesar, noticing that I still favor my left foot, cocks his head to the side, that familiar questioning look on his face. "I said better, not perfect." He mumbled something about me being an idiot. "And you're not, Mr. Oblivious-to-the-World?" Rex then stumbled into the room, and it took a minute to realize what was going on, and him teenage mind went to work. I was standing, in a towel, my hands on my hips, glaring up at his brother. When Rex snickered, Cesar looked down at me, suddenly blushing. I realized what his brother was thinki

Coveting Swiftly moving, Gracefully flowing, Like a river, She dances. Silently watching, Staring intently, As a stone, He longs to dance with her. To press their bodies close, To feel the every breath, To be one with her. They covet each other. They want to be united. They long for each other. They love the other. And yet they won't confess. Mary's hand dances over the page, as she draws her brother Jessie and her friend Amanda dance, just as her other brother Mark, writes a poem as part of the set. The siblings sold their pictures and poems for spending money, and they were hoping to get a good price for these, because thei

However, Fuse didn't even try to keep the beatings secret, many a time while he was passed out, neighbors would help tend to Anna, or help with the house. But every time anyone tried to get the three out of their stepfather's custody, he would bribe the judge or find a loophole. Most of the town was fighting a losing battle. "See ya later, if you need to stay over Dad's offer still stands." "I know, Julie's parents understood but he nearly destroyed their house…" She left the sentence off and said goodbye to her friend. The young blonde grabbed three bags and rushed through their rooms gathering necessities for the night and morning. Sh