Loss & Grief
— Two months ago, when my grandfather died. It was hard for me then. I am crying in the painting. I’ve drawn the grave of my grandfather.
— I pushed the charred curtain out of the way as I stepped outside. The ground was blackened with the ash of everything that was destroyed. Bones littered the ground. Smoke...
— Fear of Drowning I was flying. It felt like I was floating on the water,but this time without sinking in, without coming up coughing and spitting. I didn’t know howto...
— My Shame (William’s class) By Peri Gordon, 11 Whistle, whistle. They inhabit me like I am some sort of haunted medieval fortress. Whoosh. One of them darts through one of...
— I pushed the charred curtain out of the way as I stepped outside. The ground was blackened with the ash of everything that was destroyed. Bones littered the ground. Smoke...
— I clutched a soft avocado in my hand and squished it slightly. It had just the right firmness and it would be fantastic in guacamole. I heard a sharp yelp,...
— Sinking… She felt her body plunge into the freezing water andhear muffled voices screaming above her. Although Lucy was sinking deeper and deeper, she feltat peace, and it didn’t hurt....
— CRACKED The ceiling hates me because it is cracked and imperfectand unloved and unfixed and nobody pays attention to it anyways, because they don’t care,well, I care, but that doesn’t...