from the moon
Bio
"There is no greater agony than bearing an unknown story inside of you" - Maya Angelou
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from the Moon
Ever since I was little, the Moon has been watching over me. My childhood home had a big backyard with outdoor furniture. There was no air conditioning so in the summer nights, I would go out to lay under the stars and talk with the moon until I fell asleep. The Moon would send me a light breeze and shine her light on me so gently.
By from the moon4 years ago in Futurism
Us, immigrant girls...
There are times in life when our emotions get the best of us and the grasp of our own humanly bodies is nonexistent. In high school, I had a friend, let’s call her Dia. Even though we are no longer in contact, I will never forget an incident that I experienced with Dia. It was junior year of high school and like me, all my friends had packed schedules and felt like they were carrying the world in their shoulders. Having nine classes, and at least three of them being Advanced Placement really tired out a person. One day Dia and I were in the library, pretending to do work but mostly taking this rare free time to talk to each other.
By from the moon4 years ago in Humans
Her.
The autumn breeze gently moved her hair to cover her back as we got out of the cab to walk to the venue. She looked back and waited for me to catch up with her. Her black dress showed off her shoulders and long, curled hair which she spent at least two hours on at home.
By from the moon4 years ago in Humans