was always running. Running late, running into things, running too many projects. It drove me crazy sometimes, to see her makeup in dissaray because she overslept after staying up all night [She just had to finish one more chapter of this new book she was reading that was pre-ordered six months in advance. That's how …
the Eternal Night had arrived to our world. They said the sun would never return, just the reddish glow of each moon, giving an ominous message: beware. No one knew much about what type of creatures began to roam the endless darkness. Only that they were faster than lightning and would leave behind a residue …
came the storm. And we weren't ready. Our stronghold was more of a prison, with a wide open door to welcome the storm in. We had to get it fixed. But it had been two days since a few of the men left for supplies. I climbed up the tower, if you could call it …
Florida for obvious reasons. I mean, who wouldn't want to live on the beach, or right outside of Disney? As we continued speculating how best to turn our dreams into a reality, our friend Josh arrived in his dad's old pickup. "Hey! You'll never guess what happened today..." I started, but when I finally took …
This was from a prompt we talked about in class, so I wanted to give it a shot!
Well, sometimes life just doesn't follow what I want. And that's ok...I KNOW that's ok. My mantra for the past few years has been: Everything happens for a reason. Everything happens for a reason. And that is how I move on. That is how I get past the mistakes, the bad days. Because, well, again, …
This year has been nothing short of challenging. For me, it started when I decided to go back to pursue my education. There was a lot of built up fear and anxiety around this difficult decision. There was also a lot of doubt that was brought to my attention should I even try. And then …
Time. It's a strange phenomenon that we just flow right through. Sometimes, it drags as we go through those mundane things that we wish we could just rush to get onto something else. Then other times, we blink, and it's been five years. How we perceive time is very different from one another. Now, when …
I leave my therapist’s office, our session together completed, with a therapeutic opportunity, which is a special assignment meant to reflect on an aspect of my journey of recovery. But it was not just a journal prompt. This time, she made it more personal for me…as a former dancer and lover of the arts…it was …
Ever since I was in junior high, I always loved my English classes. Writing papers seemed to come naturally to me, and as I got older, I started experimenting with the idea of journaling and creative writing. I cannot get enough of it now. I love to write! This may sound cliche, but it is …
Kenzie's Journal 