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New Romantics
My sophomore year of high school, my heart was ransacked, my mind was twisted, my soul was diminished. It was all I ever wrote about. It was the only thing I knew for certain as a 15-year-old girl. My life has been saved by many people, myself included. I have many people to thank for Continue reading
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But Daddy I Love Him
If you would’ve told 7th grade me I was going to date someone entirely different than who I thought i’d be with at 18 and that he was going to be an army man who would later convince me to conjure my greatest, biggest fear of getting on a plane to visit him by myself, Continue reading
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I Could Be a Good Mother
I feel like it’s inevitable for a young girl to dream of a life with her own family. Dressing her daughter in Strawberry Shortcake overalls, braiding her daughter’s hair, bouncing on the trampoline with her beloveds. I used to be one of those girls. Sometimes. I stopped wanting children when my eldest sister had my Continue reading
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Little Ladybug
When I was growing up, I always took it into mind that I actually enjoyed my childhood. Unfortunately, that doesn’t mean I didn’t hate it temporarily at some point. Recently, I’ve been looking back at the loss of my childhood and innocence. Not only have I been replaying these memories in my head, but so Continue reading
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Your Best American Girl
The first ever story I published on a website was titled ‘Your Best American Girl.’ Though it was published on my school’s website and it was a feature story about other hispanics growing up in America, I figured it was only right to name my first blog post the same thing. This time, I found Continue reading
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Midnight Reflections 