I don’t have many irrational fears–or at least I don’t really consider them irrational. I’m scared of things like needles, puppets, bugs, but I’ve realized that I’m also scared of many other abstract ideas such as death. Continue reading “Early death”
Just a few days before we kicked off the year 2019, Netflix’s show Black Mirror came out with a new film, but instead of being their usual one-hour (more or less) episodes, they decided to do something completely new: a movie–an interactive one at that. Continue reading “Bandersnatch: Could This Mean A Revolution?”
Before Thanksgiving even happened last year, my family decided it was a great idea to do something we rarely do: go out. For the first time in our (four?) years of living in the United States, we went to a church and celebrated early. It was honestly a fun day and we enjoyed eating popcorn and taking pictures everywhere and I hope we do it again next year. Continue reading “Thanksgiving Throwback”
My winter break started when my family (my mom, grandma, stepdad and stepdad’s grandson) and I went on a trip to Orlando, Florida to spend my mom and I’s birthday, Christmas Eve and Christmas morning there. So, I decided to do a photo essay on my favorite day, which ended up being the day in which I turned 15 and my mom turned… an age she’d rather not mention. For this special event, we got up super late and unexpectedly (because we had literally no plans) decided to go to Disney Springs to spend our day; here’s some of what happened… Continue reading “A Journey to Disney Springs (on my birthday)”
I am my hands. As I gaze upon these two vital parts of my body whose importance and valuable assistance in my daily life I often give for granted, I contemplate the overwhelming and numerous thoughts that seem to emerge as I keep looking at them.
I can almost tell my whole life’s story just by looking at them. Starting from my long and hairy-knuckled (which I’m honestly not very proud of) fingers; one of them in which lies the precious gold and black ring that my mother bestowed onto me about a year ago. Continue reading “I am my hands”
It gets louder and louder—the pain, I mean.
I wonder: how?
How can it be possible for a physical sensation to get louder with every second that passes?
I don’t know. But it just keeps getting louder.
Every scream and profanity just keeps getting louder.
The toxic masculinity that rolls off his tongue continuously stabs my poor heart and damages the loving memories that I had of him.
She can only respond with a soft, almost broken “lower your voice.”
The pain resonates throughout the entire house and as much as I’d like to cancel it out with my bedroom doors that usually keep all bad things away, it just gets louder and louder.
And then the noise stops—so does my heart. Continue reading “And It Only Gets Louder”
It was announced not too long ago that the gamut of the Purge movies that fans thought had ended in 2016 was coming back, and this time it would be continued by a TV show that would air in the last months of 2018.
The series came out on September 4th and, so far, Continue reading “The Reason Behind the Purge Show’s Success”
Vignette: a small impressionistic scene, an illustration, a descriptive passage, a short essay, a fiction or nonfiction work focusing on one particular moment; or giving an impression about an idea, character, setting, mood, aspect, or object.
Being fourteen is more than just going through one more of the “angsty and rebellious” years of your life. Being fourteen means Continue reading “A Series Of Fortunate Vignettes”