In My Eyes

take in a ray. Since I can remember, I’ve been a mistake. Vinn, my older brother, had been calling me “Lefty Lydia” from the day my parents explained to him why society despised me so much, to now. Get it? Because I’m just not right? Yeah, I didn’t find it very funny either. To make a long story short, this damned world wants nothing more than a bunch of copycats. A ton of personalities put on mute, trying to be “normal” or “perfect”. My father tells me what he remembers from the day everything changed

scrapped the undersides of my feet as I sprinted across the surface, splitting the flesh of my heels. He was coming. I knew he would. He always does. I push to increase my speed, praying silently that the house would soon appear on the horizon. An overwhelming need to reach the structure invaded my body as I propelled myself forward. A slight silhouette of a building could finally be seen between the trees, allowing hope to blossom in my chest. Just as I felt that I could make it, my foot caught on a root

Alex came out to me is one of my favorite shared moments. I remember it so vividly, I was at her house and she came up to me beaming, the light was bouncing off of her face she looked like she had just discovered some hidden treasure. In a small voice she asked “can you help me put these on?” She proceeded to present two tubes I gingerly took them out of her hands and opened them one was a mascara and the other was a rosy pink lipstick. I grinned so hard, I thought my cheeks were gonna fall off.

place. Or at least I thought. It only took one word to have my world come crashing down into pieces. Death. On September 19th, the day I was told, nothing seemed to have been different. I felt the same, looked the same -- everything around me was the exact same. There was no burning in my eyes, no feeling as if my throat

brightly in my eyes as I awake from my slumber. I quickly heard the familiar sound of pancakes sizzling on the rough surface of the frying pan.  As soon as I got out of bed, I raced to the kitchen to eat pancakes, as I enter I hear the warm voice of my mothers greeting.  I quickly ate, because I was excited to go swimming.  As soon as I finished, I brought my plates over to the sink, I dashed back to my room to change.  I quickly changed into my swimsuit, running throughout the house grabbing my towel

His eyes, those ocean pools penetrate my own, hypnotising me, that’s all I see, just his eyes. I try to avert my gaze, to search for Alice, but I can't move, my body is cased in stone. His voice, smooth and enticing, commands me to move, and I obey. Where is he leading me? I can smell the ocean, feel the cool breeze on my skin. As I glide my hands across my body, the cool silk of the blue dress kisses my palms and fingertips. The coarse ground cuts into my naked feet. Where did my shoes go? Did I

of me. I slowly got to my feet and noticed I was in the middle of a road. The moon shone brightly in the sky, barely lighting up the city. I started walking, trying to figure out what was going on, why I was here. It was eerie, nobody was around. "H...hello?" I called. All I replied with was my echoes. I kept looking, there had to be at least one person. Where was Adam? Where was the rest of TC? These questions stuck in my mind. I saw something out of the corner of my eye and smiled, a person. I

manor, we ran at full speed ahead. He took my hand in his, dragging me along beside him as we hastened through the narrow alleyways of the nearby villages. Panting with exertion as I flew down the slippery roads, my mind drifted away as thoughts came to me, bits and pieces of memories. I had wanted to slow down, just for a split second, to revel in this moment: the firm press of his palm against

was 12-12 in overtime against Cardinal Gibbons. This was my last game with my brothers, best friends, and a family I will cherish for the rest of my life. I not only let my teammates down, I let my family down. We lost against Cardinal Gibbons in the 2015 3A State Championship game 13-12 in overtime. When they scored their final goal I immediately dropped to my knees and began to sob, I was not upset that I lost, I was upset that I let my family down and that was the last time I would ever step on

you were the class clown! Don’t try to fool me!” my husband Johnny Flash yelped. I rolled my eyes, I didn’t have time to argue, I had to get ready. “Whatever Johnny. Don’t forget to be ready at seven o’clock. We have to be at school for my thirty year reunion at seven-thirty, remember?” I reminded him. “I thought that was next week!” he sighed. “No! It is tonight, so get dressed!” I rebuked. I went off to my bedroom to get my dress. It was a gorgeous brown, with peacock feathers