It is halfway through the first quarter of my 8th grade year, and my family has just moved. My new school has “electives” for junior high. I have been placed in Creative Writing, which is a disappointment because I enjoy writing, and I’d really like to be able to take the class for a whole quarter ( Read more... )

I am many things.
I am some things all the time.
I am other things only at times of my choosing.
I am yet more things only when I have to be.
I am a few things temporarily (I hope).

I am a Daughter. I only have one parent left; I still--always--grieve for my father, stepfather, and stepmother.I am a Sister and a Step-Sister ( Read more... )