Birthdays never really made sense to me because I was always being told that it would be one of those days that I would remember even I was 85 years old. Sitting on a rocking chair surrounded by cute little grandchildren. As I went through school according to almost every teenage girl, birthdays’ means getting […]

I awoke at a shore the tide only reaching my knee, sand on my face. My mouth was dry, the salty ocean breeze blowing, mixing in the air. I could taste the salt. My body was stiff, I felt like I had been just laying here for hours on end. I remember bits, and pieces. […]

In grade 3 the most beautiful girl to ever live came to my class. She had the most radiant blonde hair that waved in the air when the wind. Blue eyes were blue like the sea and when she looked at me they told me they she wanted me, or that she was degusted of […]

The novel the House of Tomorrow by Peter Bognanni is related to the motif growing up because the whole book is about the two main characters who are both in bad spots of their lives: them meeting and starting to become friends, Sebastian being forced to play bass and their friendship show this motif.  The […]

There are many different theories about when we really start to define who we are but I think it depends on when we choose to except ourselves and other around us, basically the idea of personal growth. I enjoy growing up, it gives me a sense of discovery and I am curious what I could […]