Me Too

All day today, I’ve been seeing the words, “me too,” all over Facebook and Twitter. I have never hated seeing those words so much before in my life.

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Sometimes Things Stick With You

Last year, my younger siblings and I went to a wake with my Dad. It was for a man I had met maybe a handful of times in my entire life, but it was important for my Dad that Caitlyn, Heinrich, and I were there with him.

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Just Can’t Get Enough

Music is so so so important, and I don’t think that I can push that enough. We need it in times that we are down in the dumps, and we play it when all we want to do is move our bodies to Ms. New Booty, or sing along to Wannabe with our best gal pals.

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A Man’s Job

When I was just a teenager, Mama always said, “Find yourself a man who will take care of you.” Not much later, I learned what she really meant.

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I’m A Writer

I knew I was a writer when I was in ninth grade. I had been writing long before then, but I never wrote anything that was considered Creative Writing for school until the eighth grade, when we were assigned to write a story with a moral.

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Sitting On A Park Bench

I noticed that you were in a hurry. / Thin, grey jacket halfway on, / Chestnut hair tousled, / Eyes on the watch on your wrist.

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An Open Letter to My Past Self

Hi Amanda. Things are probably normal for you right now, considering you’re going into the fifth grade in a little over a month. You think you’ve found your people and your place, but I’ve got something to tell you: you are so wrong.

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Stranger in a Strange Land

My life is very routine, so it isn’t very often when I come across new places, but when I do get the chance to visit a new place, I make myself out to be the ultimate tourist.

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