Jealousy, envy, and friendsThe earliest memory I have of feeling jealous is when my older brother got a new school bag. I was probably 12 at the time. Or maybe 8…Jun 3, 2021Jun 3, 2021
PainThe blinds were shut. The room was silent and as dark as it could possibly have been. It was now an hour since she’d stumbled home on a…Jun 2, 2017Jun 2, 2017
That traffic lightThe girl is the first thing I see at the traffic light. She’s tiny even by tiny 8 year old standards. Thin. Yet the picture that leaps to…May 23, 2017May 23, 2017