Tressa Rose
Bio
On a serious self-discovering, soul-searching journey. Breaking myself out of a stagnant shell and reaching out for my dream of being a writer. Small steps but this is my start! Please help me by commenting your feedback, I'd be grateful!
Stories (140/0)
Oveda Nash Alder
You bettered my life without me even realizing it. You were like a mother to me, my safe harbor. I always struggled with my mom's drinking growing up, she was not a pleasant drunk. But your home was always there as a safe refuge. I would stay over there as often as possible, even though as a child it could be quite the boring routine, I did not mind because it brought me comfort.
By Tressa Rose9 months ago in Chapters
- Top Story - August 2023
Cystinuria
Not everyone knows this, but there are many types of kidney stones. The most common being calcium stones, but there are more rare types. I myself have a more rare condition called Cystinuria, which produces Cystine stones. About 1 in 7000 to 1 in 10,000 people on average get this kind of stone.
By Tressa Rose9 months ago in Humans
Letters to my daughters
I see you. I see you everywhere. I feel you everywhere, Mothers and Daughters. On tv, in books, on cards at the grocery store, and all the cute quotes on the internet. I see parents and daughters every day in person. I see a family playing at the park all filled with smiles, I see a dad and daughter having breakfast across from me at a restaurant, I see the mother peacefully holding her child in line at the store …I see them…I see you…I see us. It hurts. There isn’t a day you’re not on my mind or that my heart doesn’t ache that you’re not here with me.
By Tressa Rose9 months ago in Families
Britney LaLuna Kray Kray
Never have I known a dog to be so picky with pooping... not until little miss Britney came into my life. Like seriously, she will walk around the yard for a good 15-20 minutes sniffing for the right spot, winter's are the worst! And if other dogs are using that same grass, good luck! She avoids walking on it like it's the plague. She does this sort of high horse trot trying to not touch the grass as much as possible, it's quite hilarious to watch.
By Tressa Rose9 months ago in Petlife
Bippity Boppidy BOO
I'd like to say this was a dreamy Princess fairy tail, but I'd really be lying. No, this is something a little more dark and tortuous. You see, there is a young woman Cinderella, 18 years old, living with two older sisters and her horribly wretched step-mother Dawn. Cinderella was a kind and simple soul, beautiful dirty blonde locks that grew to her lower back. She was mostly average in size, just as she was in looks.
By Tressa Rose9 months ago in Critique
2 Subscribers!!!
I often wonder how far I would be in my writing right now if I had pushed myself to start years ago. I imagine all the work I could have put out and wonder if I lost any of it in my mind that will now never come to light. I wonder if years from now, I will still eagerly be checking my account every hour to see if I have any likes or new subscribers to my stories, hoping to read how someone enjoyed my work. Or is there a honeymoon phase to writing just as there are relationships? Anticipating the persons next text and what they will say to you, sending beautiful flowers or chocolates...
By Tressa Rose10 months ago in Writers