A Not So Sweet Sixteen 2
“Happy birthday sis,” said my older sister, head cheer leader. I offered her a weak smile. She thrusted a present wrapped in pink wrapping paper. _Ew. I hate…
A Not So Sweet Sixteen
God just shoot me now, I thought. Today was my sixteenth birthday. Sweet sixteen right? WRONG! Not for me at least. Try being a goth in a family of preps…
Good morning
I kicked my locker again, cursing underneath my breath as I finally yanked it open. As I got my books, I was deafened by a loud squeal from my right. I looked…