My longest relationship

I am twelve years old. My friend and I ride our bikes to the grocery store because well, we have run out of other things to do. We aren’t here to shop – just passing the time. For whatever reason I leave the store a couple minutes before she does. I am waiting on my bike when she comes out. We ride over to the old elementary school. I had attended this school only the year before, but it is vacant now, replaced by a new, and beautiful school that is too far away to just go hang out at. … Continue reading My longest relationship

The Places You’ll Go

Middle school. A hub of adolescents endeavoring to establish their identity while not yet mature enough to see themselves as distinct from others. It is a delicate balance between isolating in complete uniqueness vs losing one’s self to the whims of peers. Our junior high is a two story brick building built in 1922. It smells of old damp stone and years of hormonal teenagers not yet committed to the new hygienic demands of their bodies. The building is nearing the end of it’s useful life and will be demolished within the decade. It is decided that following Thanksgiving break, … Continue reading The Places You’ll Go