The Terrible Cliche.
I want to scream at the mirror. I want to scream at the rest of the world. I’m heart broken. My heart is swollen, bruised from thinking of all this. What are we doing? Are we going to sit back and watch our brothers, sisters fall into this pit? Are we not going to help them, though we have the solution to their weeping? It makes me sick. Makes me feel disgusted with myself. For I...
This is about me. Believe me; I’m not a conceited person, I just thought it would be appropriate to start off with an “about me”. Alright. I’m Hannah. I live in the country, outside of the city. I have a fairly big house, but we’re nothing close to rich. I’m going to graduate early; tired of high school. You’ll usually see me wearing capris with a pair of...