February 2017

When I was a little girl I was terrified of shadows.  Not just any shadow though, it was my own. My parents tell me I would turn around and see this giant scary gray thing and I would run away and cry. I would cry because no matter how far I ran... the sh…

"P-R-I-S-O-N-O-R… Prisoner." Silence. I shuffled around in my floral skirt, matching green top and Birkenstock clogs… trying to stand still as the beaming light from the auditorium hit my face. It was the 6th grade Spelling Bee at my school. And to my su…