: About Me

My passion is ...

trying to find a new job

I know too much about ...

nothing in particular

My parents always told me ...

To empty the dishwasher

My childhood ambition ...

Become an author

My favorite memory ...

The day I married my husband

Why I write ...

Because it's my childhood ambition

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Sammy's Hill/grey's anatomy/spanish podcasts

My first job ...

A 'hospitality aide' at a nursing home (long term care) when i was 15

My best moment ...

making my friends laugh really hard during the watching of 'resident evil'

My inspiration ...

my sister

Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Losing love

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The Lesson. The smile on her face needs to tell the story of her new found power. He's waiting, he's angry, and from the look in his eyes, he can't just leave her here. She's sitting down with her second coffee, lighting her third cigarette, laughing about something-freedom, ending, realization, fear, comfort? Even she doesn't know. He tried once, to get her to come home? To tell her again that she's wrong? To convince her she will always be small and inferior, and maybe this is why she laughs? He even had sweat on his back. He's been waiting in the Louisiana heat, probably sitting in his ...

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