The Depression

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “When Childhood Ends.”

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I was 10 when I realized I was growing up. I could feel my imagination fading away as information from school filled my brain. I was beginning to understand that I needed to be treated better than my friends were treating me at the time. I even began to get depressed at the thought of any past memory. Again, I was only 10. Continue reading


Never Look Down

And again, I find myself yearning for the warm comfort of what we call love. It’s been a while, almost forgot what it feels like. Funny cause I’ve been single for 4 months now- usually it takes a week or two for the loneliness to kick in. No matter the case, I won’t stop holding my head up because the sky is beautiful and deserves to be seen. 🙂