Writing My Life- Diabetes

I sat down on the couch beside my dad and huffed loudly. I was in a sour mood and he could tell. Yes, I was a moody 18 year old, but it was still out of character. So I went off on a rant (it happens occasionally) and told him I had been so exhausted, … Continue reading Writing My Life- Diabetes



Daily Prompt: Egg A fall Sunday evening in the small sea town of Rockport was quiet compared to the summer months, where the sounds of laughter and street festivals were frequent. On this particular night, the fog rolled in as it usually did, coating the town in a eery mist. It was nothing special to … Continue reading Bloodline