October 28, 2018 Solitary Today is the day he loses his daughter. He could tell by the silence—stronger than usual and more prominent—and the quiet packing in her room she conducted that morning, trying to be as invisible as possible. He has no idea why she would decide to leave. He has given her everything, in his eyes, and she just refuses to see it.
October 24, 2018 Clean Slate I stepped around the folded red blankets that hung over the tan couch and took a seat across from my father on the other side of room. He sat upright in the tan chair, paging through a copy of Forbes magazine. His eyes didn’t acknowledge my presence. I cleared my throat.
October 21, 2018 In Seconds The slam of my locker was a blessing. It was finally the end of the school day and I could gladly spend my free time tonight with my best friend, Anna. “Hey, stranger,” an angelic voice said from behind me. I jumped when she spoke and she giggled. There stood a girl with a huge smile on her face that made me smile in return.
October 14, 2018 Out of the Box As a young girl, I spent the majority of my time dirtying myself up in the woods of Wisconsin. I loved playing make believe, cutting hair off my Barbie dolls, or jumping off the pier and into Lake Geneva. I was not shy to being dirty, nor was I shy to getting rough with the boys. From a baby to age fourteen, the question of love and who we fall in love with never really bothered me much. As far as I knew during my grade school existence, I’d crushed on a few boys. A few boys had crushed on me. And of course, there were one or two girls who seemed to have feelings for me, but as far as I knew, I didn’t seem to like them back the same way. Over all of that, I played on two hockey teams, so the idea of trying to date was totally off my radar. So I placed myself in the first box: straight. Straight as an arrow. Or so I thought.
October 7, 2018 Fall is for Family Of all the seasons, my favorite is autumn. Part of that is due to the beauty I saw growing up around this time of year. In the Midwest, the leaves would change color, turning from vibrant green to rusted colors. The trees would shed themselves of summer’s fragments and everyone would find their way to the orchards, ready to pick out the recent harvest: apples, pumpkins, fruits, vegetables, and then finish off a day in the fields with a drink of apple cider with mitten covered hands.
September 23, 2018 Make the World Your Runway It was a couple of weeks ago. A Monday, just an ordinary Monday. There I was, sick and on some strong cold medication, strutting down YiZhong street with my sunglasses on and my hair pulled back into a sleek braid. Half of me was convinced I was going to fall flat on my face in front of a bunch of high school students outside of Family Mart, because my entire body was shaking from the medication. The other half of me felt like I was on the runway at fashion week or something equally as ridiculous. Thank you, Panadol, for that rush of unwarranted confidence.
September 8, 2018 Why I Went Vegan (Again) Way back when at the age of twenty-one, I was seeing a girl who was deep into veganism. It was, honestly, the first time I had seen or heard anything about it. And I was intrigued by the idea. At the time, I was a little oblivious and ignorant to my own needs. I thought I was healthy and continually found myself in a pattern. I’d lose weight, get real close to where I wanted to be, and then I’d falter back, ending up right back where I started. I was unhappy, not healthy, and I needed a change.
August 25, 2018 Why We Need Mentors One of the most influential teachers I have ever had was in consumer education class in high school. I remember taking the class mainly…
August 5, 2018 What Makes a Writer Tick A writer is definitively someone who writes. If that’s the case, anyone and everyone can be a writer if they put the pen to…
July 29, 2018 The Key to True Happiness As children, our imaginations were as vast and vivid as clear, sunny day in July. We ran around outside, chasing our siblings or friends,…
