Once upon a time, there was this little girl…
Oh, what a difference… Saturday mornings have definitely changed over the years. Life itself has changed. Now, I have more … More
Me: How do you say that thing you know?
Friend: A hammer? Seriously…
Me: YES, there you go. A hammer Sorry, I could only remember how to say it in Spanish.
From how to make a lemonade in fifth grade (First, Second, Third, Finally) to an analytical paper on Lord of … More
…the point of that blade deeper into my throat. I had the contrasting feeling of the cold metal blade and the heat of his breath melting my ear as he whispered softly one more time “Go inside or I will kill you.” I didn’t want to die.
What’s your defense mechanism? We all have one. If you haven’t pinpointed it yet, it’s okay, but maybe take some time for self exploration. Meanwhile, let me share mine with you: