Bobby asked me to write about last night through the eyes of Tito, my stuffed hedgehog. It's silly.
Category: fiction
He Doesn’t Even Know It
Because I haven't written any stories in a while.
Commitment
All fiction is based in reality.
Left
I think I fell in love with you at the very first second. I miss you already, and you haven't even said goodbye. I'd hold you in my arms if they were strong enough But now I'm just wishing you'd hold me. I'd say I'd stay with you till the end of time, But time …
Only a Dream
The dreams have gotten more incessant as time has gone on. They're even worse and more common now than ever before. The last few weeks I have woken from every sleep to terror and sweat, worrying that something is wrong with me. When they first started, I thought that maybe I had eaten something I …
Charlie
She was in love with a boy. But she'd never tell him; he'd never know. She was in love with a boy. But he needed to take things slow. She was falling apart. She could feel him slipping away. She held tightly to her heart. As he stepped further day by day. She was run …
Whole
Close your eyes when you listen to this I think it's more real that way I don't want you to be distracted by my poor posture or my listful demeanor I'd rather have you picture yourself breaking than watch my attempt at becoming whole My heart hasn't been broken for a long, long time But …
True Stories
I wonder how sometimes words can come together so painstakingly beautifully while most speech is mistakenly ordinary I read words of writers long past and my heart breaks But they're still with me as their stories spin ever onward in my mind While writers in the next room hardly have a story at all Yet …
I Remember
I remember the first time he told me that he loved me. Everything inside of me wanted to believe him but I knew, I knew it was a lie. I had heard stories of all the girls before me and how he used them and left them for dead. I wouldn't let him use me. …
Texting God
I woke up late today. I missed my alarm and I barely had time to make my lunch before I had to be out the door. So I sent a text to God saying I'd hang out with Him when I got home. Texting while driving, I promised I'd pray more and keep my eyes …
