Michelle LJ
Bio
Writing allows me to escape the tornado of scars and fears in my mind if only for a moment
Stories (14/0)
Red and Green
A green light always meant go. Green seems to symbolize growth and wealth. Red means stop and blood and anger so why is it that when I said no he saw it as me waving a green flag saying go. I SAID NO! My eyes were a beacon of red, not a yellowish maybe go slowly and definitely not a green light so why did he continue. I don’t...I just don’t understand... I said no. He was the one who didn’t listen. Don’t you get a ticket when you drive past a red light?
By Michelle LJ3 years ago in Criminal
The “bad” Bull
Why is the bull the bad guy? Why is it being killed? So many questions little Amelia had as she watched the movie with her father. It wasn’t adding up in her head and when the movie ended and her father tucked her sleeping figure into bed he couldn’t help but feel like he failed her as he couldn’t give a valid answer to her questions.
By Michelle LJ3 years ago in Fiction
Mouse Ears, a Wand, and a Bumblebee
She closed her eyes as sleep took her, her ancestors was listening, taking away the pain, injecting her with love and light. The light drew her in; flashes of memories flooded her mind. but she didn't remember her sadness when her pet fish nemo died. She didn't see the day her friend got married. She didn't remember the birth of her newborn daughter’s faith, nor the blood on her hands when she touched her newborn son brandon. The light portrayed images but not the image of her wedding nor the image of her graduating med school, shaking professor smith’s hand as she thought of all the things she wished she did to that sinful body. It didn't showcase the night she discovered who she was meant to be or her nights in the closet crying, away from others because public crying is a weakness and Evangeline is not WEAK.
By Michelle LJ3 years ago in Fiction
Take up space and fight
When I entered college for the first time I expected it to be really fun, welcoming, and eye-opening. Unfortunately for me, it was mainly just eye-opening. Going to such a diverse high school then a PWI was indeed a shocker and a pop to the bubble of who I was as a woman. When I first started I was a freshman with a single room so I didn’t really know anyone but that one friend from high school. Her roommate, who was a junior invited us all at the time to a frat party and I was excited at first, unfortunately, my friend couldn’t come so I already felt out of place but I pushed through trying to make the most of it. I didn’t feel fully invisible or uncomfortable until we got to the party and I was the only black girl there. At first, I didn’t think it would affect me, because you often hear stories about PWI and you always tell yourself it won’t be you until you find yourself in that situation. I tried to stick with the girls but as the party went on they were pulled into dances and talked to and we ended up split with me standing by a wall, unfortunately, unable to be the wall. That was the first time a piece of me felt ugly and unwanted, leaving me questioning my self-worth. Don’t get me wrong I am not big on attention but I also won’t pretend that being ignored or talked around as though I am a ghost doesn’t affect my self-esteem. I felt lost, uncomfortable and really just wanted to go home. When the night ended I went to my room and just kept replaying the night and felt out of place part of me was also angry, filled with questions like who do they think they are? And why did no one say anything or fight for me but most importantly why didn’t I stand up for myself? Why didn’t I fight for myself?
By Michelle LJ3 years ago in Journal
The "proper" way to speak isn't always the best way to live
If you spend at least two hours with me you will learn that one of the biggest words in my dictionary is bro.I say bro so much people start to become the actual word bro. I say bro to everybody i say bro to my friends and i say bro to my family i even say bro to the air when its the only thing i can speak to.Some people hate when i say bro others have gotten used to it and some even say it now with me
By Michelle LJ3 years ago in Humans