Christine : Writing

Ripples

Ripples

A Story by Christine


"So how exactly am I supposed to be feeling?" she asked inquisitively asshe stared at her feet, moving them slowly through the sand. A fly landed on h..
Release

Release

A Poem by Christine


I wish I could say this to your face.
"Home Is Where the Heart Is."

"Home Is Where the Heart Is."

A Poem by Christine


They say that Home is where the Heart is. Well my home has always been here. Yet whenever I fathom where I want to escape to for the future, Its an..
Mom

Mom

A Poem by Christine


How can you, or all people, make me feel this depressed?? I see you every single day. And have since I was born. You brought me into this world. ..
Cheating

Cheating

A Story by Christine


Not a story, really a blog. A rant, if you will.
Drowning

Drowning

A Poem by Christine


I feel myself slipping beneath the surface. The control over my life evaporated from my clutches. Thepeople I once relied on, Have left me strande..
Twisted Changes.

Twisted Changes.

A Poem by Christine


Thank you Ben.
Who I Am

Who I Am

A Poem by Christine


Hi, I'm Kelsey. I'm not typical, nor a stereotype for girl. I can be girly at times, and also tomboyish. I'm stubborn, independent and love to be ..
Invisible

Invisible

A Poem by Christine


Ever feel alone in the middle of a crowd?
[my mind's unfinished]

[my mind's unfinished]

A Poem by Christine


How else do I describe my lack of writing?

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