Tag: high school

  • A Good Conversation

    “I always loved a good conversation until I met Theodore.  He was the only one who was able to make me uncomfortable with myself and with the truth.”  I didn’t want to look at my therapist because I wasn’t sure what she was going to say.  Sometimes I wondered if she either liked me or essential…

  • Tricks

    I had always been good at tricking people and most of it was because of my cousin.  April lived with my family off and on for years and was constantly on the wrong side of the law.  As April kept getting in trouble with the local sheriff, she quickly became adept at hiding her misdeeds. …

  • High Pitched

    “If his voice hadn’t been so high-pitched, I think I would have been able to handle what happened. But I… just couldn’t listen anymore.”   Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Jessica turn and look in my direction for confirmation what she had done was correct. Was good. Was right. I couldn’t…

  • The Only One

    As I stared out the back door, I realized no one would understand as much about my life as the large oak tree in my backyard.  She was the one I told all my secrets to and the one who I read all my stories to.  The one who helped me edit my poetry before…

  • Bad Habits

    As the river churned, I wondered if it was a reflection of my future.  I knew I needed to leave town as soon as possible.  Otherwise, I would sink back into the hard living of my past.  I knew I would immediately get sucked back in with my college friends and fall back into the…

  • Sitting Heavy

    I had never felt so sad, so heavy, until the day I received my first rejection letter.  I had wanted to go to college and get out of town since middle school.  I had a good life, but things could be better.  Friends could be better.  My friends had been great in elementary school, but…

  • Step Into Your Power

    “You have to step into your power,” I whispered to myself.  “On the count of three…”  I had been hyping myself up all morning for the exact moment.  I only needed to confront Emily once.  I had been rehearsing what I wanted to say so the words would come smoothly and freely.  This was my…

  • Is this Friendship?

    “Is this is what being friends means, I don’t want anything to do with it.  With you.  Lose my phone number.”  I stared, dumbfounded, as Stacy turned on her heel and walked away.  My mouth was still hanging open as I watched her get into her car and drive away.  “What was that all about?” …

  • Gently

    I watched her gently fold the shirt and place it on the bed. It was the gentlest thing I have ever seen Jenny do. Jenny was often brash, impulsive and had an uncontrollable temper. But now she was staring tenderly at a t-shirt lying on her bed. A t-shirt I had seen her wear many…

  • Dude was Scared

    I knew my brother was scared when his clothes weren’t pressed and ironed as usual. He had always been very particular about his appearance and he had been doing his own laundry since he was in middle school. I always joked he spent more time on his hair than I did. I tried asking him…