Writing

this is a vignette and beginning to a story I am writing about a black teenage girl who will forever be stuck in poverty.

It’s the light " the way it shines through the windows and coats the walls. It’s the wooden floors " worthy of tears, we forgot how the wo..

A short story on child abuse. This would come to be the first story I were to write.

Dr. Seisbee spoke evenly, "Behave, Nikki. And I'll bring you some lunch. Perhaps a few dead mice ?" And he laughed thinking about it.

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