Popular belief has it that the universe is comprised of atoms. In reality, the universe is actually made up of…
On the day she officially became a teenager, at the precise moment of her time of birth, Annie began rocking back and forth while banging her palms rhythmically on her temples.
Her thoughts, once simple and innocent and pure were turning sideways and her mind was becoming an awkwardly misshapen thing filled with fury caused by not just the weight of her family’s judgment but that of the entire world attempting to limit her with labels and gender roles, which was forcing her toward impulsive and terrible actions.
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Interesting… very good work.
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Thank you kindly.
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I like your way of thinking! Great read and a very interesting story!
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I like your way of commenting! You make it all worthwhile!
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Great story, though I wish you would have delved a little deeper.
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Perhaps someday I will, but for now, it will remain a…Tiny Story (cue outro music)
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Yes, the horrors of the teenage years.
Many have it bad, many have it worse, but none have it good.
Self-deprecation and the shallow judgments of others.
There truly is no escape.
You said it, Rhyan. 🙂
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Those infamous teen years are the fire in which parent/child relationships are either forged or burnt to a crisp.
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