With a deep breath
With shoulders barely held back
With an uncomfortable lump in my throat
And all of the heat in my body concentrated in my hands
I looked at my parents and finally said...... I don't want to be a mormon.
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Shower Thoughts
PoesiA collection of thoughts, poems, short stories & ramblings of a somewhat happy, sometimes whimsical, relatively quiet girl with mildly amusing anxiety.