Tag Archives: Childhood

A Letter To My Younger Self

You’d be surprised how often I write letters to people I can’t send them to. I write them to mom, dad, past friends, future friends, animals, and now I’m writing one to you, my younger self. I could just see … Continue reading

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Dear Father

Dear Father, Or should I call you that? Were you really a father to me, or simply a mere memory. Of someone I dreamed would be. But this letter isn’t a poem to you. I wrote one to mother months … Continue reading

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Pool toe

When we were kids, we spent the entire summer in the pool. We would bounce around in the water for hours on end, using our feet to push off the sides so many times that we would get blisters on … Continue reading

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Nostalgia

I miss waking up early on Saturday mornings to watch my favorite cartoons. Now I struggle to wake myself up, even in the afternoon. I miss wearing zebra print leggings under neon pink skirts and Hannah Montana shirts to top … Continue reading

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Playing an Instrument

I’ve never really been one of those people who has an emotional connection to music. I’ve played so many instruments that I could be a one woman band, but never did I actually feel a strong connection to playing. I started … Continue reading

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More Adventures (Fireflies)

In my house in Massachusetts, my life was full of adventures. I was always outdoors, and I was constantly busy climbing trees or playing in the dirt. As I was living on the east coast, the summer months were filled with … Continue reading

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Get Out and Vote

This will be the first year that I can vote, and I am very excited for it. Most of my friends don’t understand why I would be excited and why I care so much, which usually ends with me calling … Continue reading

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