Marissa DeShields
Bio
Just a woman with a lot of words to say. Thank you for all of the support even if it’s a read it means so much to me so I hope you have a great day.😊
Stories (23/0)
Midnight Dash
It all started when Joseph got a car. We were 16 years old and that was one of the coolest things that you could have. No more waiting for our parents to take us to meet our friends at the movie theater on Friday night. We were free and it was glorious. This was the first weekend that he had his car and we made plans. Him and I had a flirtation but it never progressed to anything else he was one of my best friends since he moved here from Michigan.
By Marissa DeShields3 years ago in Confessions
Birthday confession
I am so excited for this to be happening; we are going away to the lake house this weekend. This is something that we do not do very often, and my mom says that she has something important to tell me. I am not exactly sure what it is going to be maybe it is a surprise it is my 12th birthday. My grandmother always would say that your 12th birthday is important for our family, but I never understood why. So, it is going to be a small party this weekend. Unfortunately I have had a toothache for the past couple of days, so I hope it goes away. My mom, my dad, my sister, and my grandparents are all headed to our Lakehouse to celebrate my birthday. I love coming here I think about in the winter when we go down to the pond where we like to fish and it’s frozen and glistening. How we ice skate and then my mom makes homemade hot chocolate.
By Marissa DeShields3 years ago in Fiction
Georgia Outcast
It was the summer before eighth grade and I felt like my life is over. I moved all the way from Pittsburgh to Atlanta Georgia and you could’ve said that I was moving to Canada and it wouldn’t of made a difference because that’s how far away I felt. I went to the same school since kindergarten I was the line leader with a boy name Ron and in my head he was a boy that I was gonna date all throughout high school we were going to get married have kids the whole shebang.
By Marissa DeShields3 years ago in Confessions
Chasing Echoes
I looked down at the heart shaped locket that has been around my neck for as long as I can remember. This has been my talisman when my mom died; before all of this started. Before the world fell apart and my biggest problem was I had a bedtime. Terrible things like I was forced to eat vegetables or I had to do homework; I wish those were still my problems. Instead we are in an abandoned house that you can tell was once somebody’s family home that is now destroyed. Ransacked by the original family in their attempt to escape. Pictures and clothes construed throughout the hallways. Pantry had been completely disheveled. It’s a two story Victorian style home with cracked paint on what was once a blue awning. This was once a home of a doctor or someone prestigious.
By Marissa DeShields3 years ago in Fiction
Testing Fate
I look off into the field to where my car is parked, but first I am going finish this glass of Merlot to calm my nerves. First dates make people nervous in the first place, but for this, it is the next level. I have not been on a first date in nine years. I still remember my previous first date. I miss you so much Allie. I know she would not want me to torture myself like this. It has been two years since I lost you, and two years since I have started my journey. When I think of you, I cannot help but smile and catch myself crying for days.
By Marissa DeShields3 years ago in Humans
Take Me As I Am
Take me as I am a lost bird with a broken wing attempting to fly through the bitter sting take me as I am the lost child in the crowd screaming for my mother but no words come out silent tears falling down my face as I face the inevitable I am alone
By Marissa DeShields3 years ago in Poets
A Second Chance
I look off into the field to where my car is parked, but first I am going finish this glass of Merlot to calm my nerves. First dates make people nervous in the first place, but for this, it is the next level. I have not been on a first date in nine years. I still remember my previous first date. I miss you so much Allie. I know she would not want me to torture myself like this. It has been two years since I lost you, and two years since I have started my journey.
By Marissa DeShields3 years ago in Humans
