Kelly laid in bed waiting for her eyes to adjust to the darkness.
It crept through darkness. Shadows lingered over my bed. I waited, blankets pulled up, eyes searching the dark, breath ragged. I could feel it touching me, the only human in the room. My name, a […]
I was seven the first time I learned about death. The cold finality of it all surrounded me like a blanket, keeping me company the remaining days of my life.
*Trigger warning – Domestic violence
Taylor sat on the pier and stared into the deep forest that surrounded the river. She squinted her eyes and waited, hopeful to catch a glimpse of the moment the dingy went over. He would still be alive when the current pushed him over Aurora Falls, hopefully, aware of his impending death.
Every day starts the same way,
I used to be one of those “Mommy Bloggers,”