We held hands when we walked down the gingerbread path into the forest, blood dripping from our fingers. We danced with witches and kissed monsters. We turned us into wintergirls, when she tried to le...
We need more holidays to keep the social studies teachers on track.
Welcome to the only class that will teach you to how to survive Welcome to Art.
What did it feel like to die? Was it a peaceful sleep? Some thought it was full of either trumpet-blowing angels or angry devils. Perhaps I was already dead.
What if a king made bad laws; laws so unnatural that a country broke them by declaring its freedom? He threw his arms in the air. Now you are spouting nonsense. Two slaves running away from their righ...
When one suffers, all are weakened, but when everyone thrives, we dance.
When you're alive, people can hurt you. It's easier to crawl into a bone cage or a snowdrift of confusion. It's easier to lock everybody out.But it's a lie.
When you’re alive, people can hurt you. It’s easier to crawl into a bone cage or a snowdrift of confusion. It’s easier to lock everybody out.
Who wants to recover? It took me years to get that tiny. I wasn't sick; I was strong.
You can only be brave if you're scared.
You can't speak up for your right to be silent. That's letting the bad guys win.
You never think about the mall being closed. It’s always supposed to be there, like milk in the refrigerator or God.
Clinic,
I decapitated dandelions all morning, leaving carnage and death strewn into my path.
I lean into the mirror. eyes after eyes after eyes stare back at me. am i in there somewhere?
I was raped, toosexually assaulted in seventh grade,tenth grade. the summer after graduation,at a partyi was 16i was 14i was 5 and he did it for three yearsi loved himi didn't even know himhe was my b...
Our culture has the expectation that the memories of a happy childhood will somehow ground you and prepare you for adult life. But what about the memories that cut, that wound, that won't heal?
Write about the emotions you fear the most.
A little kid asks my dad why that man is chopping down the tree.Dad: He's not chopping it down. He's saving it. Those branches were long dead from disease. All plants are like that. By cutting off the...
A teacher (a good teacher) is composed of molecules of education and intelligence, bonded together by patience and passion.
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