Inside the mind of an immigrant
Once there lived a woman, whose heart was broken so badly that she couldn't mend it. The man she loved cheated on her with her sister, and her mother ran away with another man who was much younger than her. The woman's heart was shattered into tiny little pieces that she wanted to give up … Continue reading The woman with the broken heart
I am a hero. A vigilante. I tell this to myself every time I stand in front of the mirror. I can see my invisible cape and the skin colored mask covering my face. I am strong. I tell this to myself every time I find my thoughts slipping away into an empty abyss. No! … Continue reading I am a Hero
I am not guilty listen to my pleads my words are my witness won't you trust me please
Her whip hits me on my back between my shoulder blades, right beneath my neck. I wince in pain, but like all the other kids I clench my jaw as tightly as I can. The lesser I scream the quicker it will be over. I try to focus on the yellow grease spots on the tiled … Continue reading Planning a murder
How it feels to be stopped by TSA agents at the airport.
