Rachel Wright
Bio
I write for fun, but require challenges for creative flow.
Challenge me if you want....
Stories (7/0)
Water in my Nostrils
Rebellion is one of my love languages. God, I love the ocean. I remember lying on my stomach waiting for the waves to hit me as I let my body go limp as a child and rode the waves, in and out. Feeling the sand run over my body and caress my skin. Water would jet up into my nostrils and I’d break over the wave spitting salt and sand out of my mouth. Some people don’t like it, but I loved it. The innocent way my child like brain believed, the ocean will always be here.
By Rachel Wright3 years ago in Earth
Shadowed
Independence is the key to yourself My mom didn’t have a plan for me to exist. The lessons I learned were lessons of rebellion. I am nonbinary so I had no choice but to allow my mother to control my narrative as a child. The most dangerous thing a child can go through. Allowing their parents to set their narrative, and tell their stories, “She’s just a cute tomboy.”
By Rachel Wright3 years ago in Families
