Compilations of Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness

Author's Note

Sorry to interrupt, but I have a couple things to say.

First of all: ONE THOUSAND READS!!??!!
That's AMAZING. Thank you all so so so much

Second: the last poem is not exactly a poem. It doesn't read like one anyway. I wrote it because as of Friday, the boy who attempted to rape me just over a year ago has been let out of the rehabilitation center he was in. This not only frustrated me, because of how it limits my freedom to live in my town, but scares me as well. My apologies for it, and feel free to skip it if you like.

Again, thank you for reading
-Abigail