I feel the coldness creeping in. The snow continues to fall as I stare lifelessly into the sky. My entire body is numb, and I am tired. The avalanche separated me from my entire group. I don’t know if the others are alive or where they are. I don’t know if I will survive.
Ever since I began working at the library, my addiction to books has reared its head. Back when my library would have a 30 item limit, I would easily reach that amount with the books I checked out. With the limit increasing to 50, this gave me more room to check out more items. In …
So, for the past couple of months, I have had a difficult time finding time to record and edit videos. Because of this, my book recaps on YouTube disappeared. While I will be doing a short one for May just so I can stay on track, I didn’t want to backtrack too much, so instead …
‘Creak’ - ‘Creak’ The swing sits abandoned with only the wind pushing its weight. ‘Creak’ - ‘Creak’ There are no more children laughing and running around the park. They’re afraid of what happened here years ago. ‘Creak’ - ‘Creak’ They’re afraid of what happened to me. ‘Creak’ - ‘Creak’ I loved being on the swing. …
I’m not the best at keeping to a schedule or updating my blog in normal situations. When my life gets chaotic, my blog and YouTube suffers as well. For those who read my previous blog (non Inktober post), you will know that my grandmother died. I lived with my grandma my entire life, and for …
The room was dark and damp. There was not much in terms of furniture, just a chair and a table. In the corner of the room there is a figure curled into a ball on the floor. Their clothes are ragged, and their body is frail. But when you gaze into their eyes, you can …
Have you ever wanted to escape into a magical land where you have no worries? Where you don’t have to pay bills or be sick? Well, there are rumors that there is this enchanted land deep in the forest. Here you can find flowers that look like children and wolves that walk on two legs. …
Originally, I wasn't planning on posting anything to my blog for Mother's Day. However, on May 7th, my grandma, Dorothy Sanderson, died. I have lived with her my entire life. She took care of me when I was younger, and my mom was at work. Near the end, the roles were switched, and I took …
Everyday she listened to the mean comments. “You’re ugly.” “Who let you out of the house? You’re too husky to fit through the dog door.” “Why are you even still alive?” With every comment, her insides changed and darkened. She became a twisted version of herself. With a smile on her face and an evil …
