When I was younger
I believed every plane
No matter what direction
Was my father
Coming home to me
A few years later
I wished
On every dandelion
To bring him back
There's...
“You’re such a loser! I can not believe I was your friend for so long!” Jessica shouted at Cadence across the hall. Feeling low, discouraged, and ashamed, Cadence stared at Jessica with tears...
These past few months, I’ve been impatiently counting down the days I have left in this school. With each passing day, I grow more tired of the monotonous drone of classes;...