I stared into the dark face of death as a tear flowed down his features carved of ebony. My light skin placed on his cheeks rubbing a small circle into his soft skin, wetted by his salty tears. "Life,...

My essay from 7th grade ELA. The theme that year was This I Believe so i wrote about writing, I hope you enjoy.

This is the essay I wrote for my 8th grade ELA class about resilience and that things I had to face in my past.

A rant because I'm falling apart again. Warning: Some mild cursing.

I lost my dad not to long ago, and I think of this story as more of the story of my life.

This little girl has quite the family.

Everyone has a rock and mine is black cat named Otis.