I remember when I turned 14. It was July before my freshman year, and I had one thing on my mind: high school. And they weren’t happy thoughts. Terror might be an appropriate word to describe most of my emotions. … Continue reading
I remember when I turned 14. It was July before my freshman year, and I had one thing on my mind: high school. And they weren’t happy thoughts. Terror might be an appropriate word to describe most of my emotions. … Continue reading