It was exactly 11:54 PM on a Tuesday. I was sitting on my sofa, the blue light of my phone screen making my eyes ache, staring at a blinking cursor. It was my best friend’s birthday in six minutes. I wanted to say something that mattered, something that wasn’t just another “HBD” lost in the … Read more
It was exactly 11:58 PM. I remember sitting on the edge of the bed, the only light in the room coming from my phone screen, which was glaringly bright against the dark. My thumb was hovering over the “Send” button. I had written and deleted the same sentence about fourteen times. “Happy birthday!” felt too … Read more
I remember sitting on a worn-out velvet sofa when I was twelve, crying my eyes out because of some middle-school drama that feels like a lifetime ago. My mom was busy, my dad was confused, but then the front door opened, and in walked the one person who always seemed to have a “get out … Read more