It's been a tough couple of weeks. Tough enough where I want to quit every other day. But I find myself limited in where I can express this. Not with my fellow student leaders: there is too much gossip and pointy things for that. Not anywhere near my mentees: they look up to me just … Continue reading Make Yourself Proud
He only stopped when his legs gave out. It was then that he looked around. He didn’t bother to look back, home was no longer an option. He only hoped he could find shelter soon. If only he had a light… his pocket grew warm. He pulled out the silver his uncle handed him just before the poison took him. The little star was glowing. Brighter, he urged. It became as bright as a torch. He tightened the rabbit-skin shawl around his shoulders and started walking. There had to be another village somewhere.
He lifted the pan and moved toward the oven. His hands shook as the tectonic plates of his nerves collided. The metal fell to the floor with a clang that rang out light a gunshot. He shouted and tried to cover his face. I wasn’t sure if it was shame, frustration, or fear.