'Whats that from?' Mason says lifting up my sleeve a little more to reveal the obvious bruise. Shįt I forgot about that one, 'I bumped into my counter last night. You know me, clumsy'. Mason looks at me knowingly. 'I have to get to class but I'll meet you at lunch. My treat.' I say running off to class. That was a cl...
I was the 6th-grade "slut." And I kept a diary. So I decided to create The UnSlut Project in the hopes that my own diary entries could provide some perspective to girls who currently feel trapped and ashamed. I am publishing these entries one at a time, without changing a single word except for the names of the peopl...
Having a never ending life is difficult, that's what Tom was feeling this time. He was alive since 1890 and met a teenage kid at the year, 1982. He saved her from troubles since he was the only friend he had. But then, both were separated when she was adopted. Time passes by, and it was now 2018 and both human was des...
