I thought I would be terrified. Admittedly, when the needle started buzzing I did feel a wave of fear creep through me. I expected pain and it was merely an incessant scratching. My friend sat[…]
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Category: Personal Essay
Ode To Closed Chapters
It’s been 37 days since I came to Tallinn, 35 since I came to the hostel. Today the weather is trying its best to convince me I’m still in Glasgow. The sudden downpours and water[…]
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Writer In Wonderland
When I was fourteen and homeschooled and had nothing better to do with my time, one of my hobbies was to reread my favourite novels. I read The Hunger Games and Divergent series upwards of[…]
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Adulting ABC: Accountability, Boundaries, and Choices
Sometimes I talk so fast I forget to breathe. That’s probably how I’ll die — I’ll be so caught up in my rambling that no air reaches my lungs, and boom! Dead Eliza. Writing is[…]
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