Caitlyn Hemphill
Bio
Live Loved
Healing PTSD holistically and by telling my story!
Godspeed
Stories (3/0)
Food for Thought
November 2nd, 2222 Today is the beginning of the end. We’ve been waiting so long for this. My nerves make me want to run away into the forest and never return but there are too many lives in my hand. I know my conscious wouldn’t let me live with that. I feel the rough bark on the branch I’m sitting on and look out over the city that is bustling a few miles away, just beneath my feet.
By Caitlyn Hemphill3 years ago in Fiction
Food For Thought
November 2nd, 2222 Today is the beginning of the end. We’ve been waiting so long for this. My nerves make me want to run away into the forest and never return but there are too many lives in my hand. I know my conscious wouldn’t let me live with that. I feel the rough bark on the branch I’m sitting on and look out over the city that is bustling a few miles away, just beneath my feet.
By Caitlyn Hemphill3 years ago in Fiction
Food for Thought
November 2nd, 2222 Today is the beginning of the end. We’ve been waiting so long for this. My nerves make me want to run away into the forest and never return but there is too many lives in my hand. I know my conscious wouldn’t let me live with that. I feel the rough bark on the branch I’m sitting on and look out over the city that is bustling a few miles away, just beneath my feet.
By Caitlyn Hemphill3 years ago in Fiction
