Warning: I love messing with your favorite fairy tales.
I've loved writing most of my life. In college I made it my passion, but once I reached the "real" world, I stopped. I'm here to find my creativity and get back to my passion.
The Vampire Diaries Ruined My Life
Okay, yes... I am once again being dramatic. If you're currently watching The Vampire Diaries, or either of the two spin offs (The Originals or Legacies), I would recommend skipping this article. If you plan on watching any of them in the future, I would also recommend leaving now. My goal isn't to drop major spoilers here, but it's bound to happen.
Sixteen and Seventeen
Short, fluffy hair atop a small prepubescent boy. Annoying, sarcastic comments flying out of his mouth in his whiny voice. A small, high-pitched giggle from the chubby kid I’d never met before beside him. “Knock it off,” I mutter, tossing a pillow in their general direction, accidentally hitting my brother’s future best friend.
Trauma Buried in the Woods
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. I had passed the neglected shack many times while hiking off-trail, but I never thought I'd be breaking into it. The darkness made no movement or commotion, so I risked breaking a window and lighting a candle inside. I sat for the first time in what felt like days, pulling off my mud-caked shoes. Scenes from earlier in the evening flashed through my mind.