Regina Spring
I kissed Ashley goodbye and she promised me she'd call. My mom still didn't have to know about any of this. It was our little secret till I figured things out. I gave Sydney my guitar pick because that was the thing that meant the most to me and I wanted her to have it. I had made a pendant out of it so that it didn't get lost and as I sat down in the car with my mom, I felt heavy hearted and started crying. I cried a lot.
Mom had to stop the car and hug me for a few minutes before I calmed down.
"I'm going to miss them, mom!"
"Don't worry! Maybe I'll drop you at their houses once in a while and we can get pizza on the way back home. What do you think?"
"Pizza sounds delicious!" I said laughing through my tears.
We played Girl in Red the whole time in the car and mom said she liked her music. It made me feel comfortable and I finally got the urge to tell her about Ashley.
It was a good idea!
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Summer Nightmares
Teen FictionWhen you're depressed and get dragged to a summer camp and nothing makes sense yet a lot happens. I once read that 'dying' is an art. Dying feels like hell. It feels real. But- if I were to rate the ache on a scale of 0-10, I'd say 7, or maybe 6. Dy...
