Looking Back, Moving Forward

You May Not See It Now…  I remember, when I was younger, my mom would tell me to do my homework. She would then walk upstairs to take care of my brothers. I had two choices. I could either do my homework or I could do anything else. Every time, I would chose the...

Are Your Friends Hurting You?

Waking Up I reluctantly reached out from underneath my warm blankets to appease my phone blatantly trying to wake me up. Contemplating whether or not life is better than the comfort, warmth, and peace of my bed that offers me rest, I roll out of bed anyways. I wander...