

Anniversary Today is our anniversary. Or, rather, it would've been...Anniversary by ~arias-san13
We're driving along the highway in silence. Wait, no....silence isn't the way to put it. The driver is crying, yet not obnoxiously so. She's not making a sound...and yet, at the same time, she's bawling out every possible thing that could be said. I guess...it's the look on her face. Even as an author, I'm not sure how to describe it. However, I could still give it a shot...
Her eyes were once a brilliant, bright blue, almost like the sky on a clear day, and yet...as I watch the tears stream down her face, all I can think of is a depressing, rainy day, when all you want to do is lie


Mothers Day Without A Mother (This is a story I wrote for an English assignment a few weeks ago. The intro makes me seem so emo....>>')Mothers Day Without A Mother by ~arias-san13
I was alone. Alone among classes of pestering, questioning students. Students whom had a vastif not endlessamount of curiosity stored in their meek, developing brains. After all, it was only the 6th grade, and to what felt like everyone in the world besides myself, the day that was coming was considered "special". It was a day which ever since the 4th grade (the grade I began going to public school) I had come to dread without a second thought in my mind
....Mother's day.
It's not that I always hated that day.