We had the tradition for as long as I could remember. Every Friday night, we'd take turns picking out movies. The smell of the popcorn popping on the stove filled the air, as did the sweet butter
I peered nervously out the small window at the ground below me. Okay maybe this wasn't exactly what I had in mind, I was starting to freak out as I felt my heart beating out of my chest and my br
I didn't feel like myself these days. I just felt so lost, so alone. High school was tough and making new friends in a brand new city was harder than I thought it'd be. The harmonious sound
I thought he was the one. I woke up to the sound of the alarm clock and could barely stand to lift my head up. I was struck with that terrible feeling, that lump in your throat and pit in your stomach