A few weeks later, I sat waiting for my friends in the school cafeteria. It was unusual for Katie and me to arrive there separately. When I searched for her in her classroom, she’d already left. I scanned the room, making sure I had a view of all the entrances, yet neither Katie nor any of my other friends walked through any of them. Suddenly … Continue reading Confessions of a Teenage Body Shamer #4
Kasey was nicer than I thought… she wasn’t at all how we made her out to be. Continue reading Confessions of a Teenage Body Shamer #3
What does it mean to be a mother ? I stared at the presentation topic in confusion. I understood that they wanted to be creative with mother’s day nearing but this topic made no sense at all. Firstly, what would we, as high school kids, know about being a mother? Secondly, how was this topic even applied to us? Lastly, with the amount of research … Continue reading #SHADY: What Does It Mean To Be A Mother?
If mom knew Kasey was my partner, she’d probably have thrown a fit and rushed to my school the next day to complain and demand me a new partner. Which I guess wouldn’t have been that bad… but it’d sure have been embarrassing. Continue reading #STORYTIME: Confessions of a Teenage Body Shamer: Chapter 2
Though bittersweet, this is the final installment for our month of spoopy! Continue reading #HORROR-SHORROR: Shadow of The Night
I can think of an overall of three people that had left my school, Preston High, all due to bullying; mainly body shaming. Funny thing is, I was involved in all of those situations.
Continue reading #STORYTIME: Confessions of a Teenage Body Shamer: Chapter 1
I had never been the person to get frightened easily. In fact, I never really got frightened at all. I was the kind of person that thought horror movies were dumb and too predictable, I could always tell who would die first and who would be the one to survive. I found clowns funny, which wasn’t creepy – or at least I didn’t think it … Continue reading #HORROR-SHORROR: Haunted House
I sat beside her bed, watching the life slowly leave her eyes. I hastily wiped a tear from my eye, because she had made me promise no tears, none at all, but how could she have asked that of me? She was leaving me, leaving this world, and my heart was breaking. Nothing could compare to the pain I felt. I remembered the conversation we … Continue reading #COLLAB: Remember Me