Our class prompt for this week – What democracy means to me.
It’s time mothers take back Mother’s Day and make it a day that celebrates them.
I had to do it over again, I don’t think I would have had children.
I didn’t believe the doctor when she told me she could help me get better.
“Sometimes, you have to turn around, give a little smile, throw the match and burn that bridge.”
“Sorry, but it’s not on the menu,” Maia said standing over Alcyone’s shoulder.
“Seven,” Gina counted as she set the table, then remembered.
It was a perfect summer evening in 1782.
Today is a good day. Yesterday, I felt like I was going to die.