Category Archives: Backstories

Everyone has always controlled every aspect of my life. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve been told what to wear, what to eat, what sports to play, who to talk to, where to go. Why won’t anyone let me do what I want to do when I want to do it? As I gotContinue reading “The City Sleeps”

Background Information So, this will be a little bit different from my other postings for a couple of reasons. The first reason is because, well, today is Friday, not Monday! Lucky you! You get a new blog post three days early! The second reason is because I am giving a little background information on thisContinue reading “David McGreavy”

Part 2 Jack seemed really off the last few weeks. I’m glad we’re going camping because I think he needs some fresh air. He never shuts himself off to me, and for some reason, he’s been doing that more and more often. I was so glad mom decided to sing around the campfire tonight. HerContinue reading “Twins”

Part 1 I never got much joy out of life. Everything was so monotonous. Wake up, get ready for school, go to school, come home, do homework, do chores, eat dinner, rinse and repeat. It was especially challenging to get much out of the day when it was cold outside. Why does it always haveContinue reading “Twins”

Christmas has always been my favorite time of year. As a family, we go down to Florida to enjoy the warm weather and get away from Indiana. I still hate living in Indiana. I miss all my friends back in Connecticut, but we can at least see some family in Florida when we visit. DadContinue reading “Charlie Brandt”

The irises of her eyes were a deep, dark brown, so dark; it was hard to see the difference between where the iris ended, and the pupil began. It was easy to get lost in her eyes, wondering if you’d ever be able to see her pupils’ depths. I spent many days looking deeply intoContinue reading “Brown Iris”

My name is Felicity Jones. I was born in St. Louis, Missouri, to Alexandra and Henry Jones. My childhood was not one you read about in books or see in heartwarming movies. It’s filled with anger, violence, and hatred. St. Louis wasn’t my home for long. I moved in with my Aunt at a veryContinue reading “Felicity Jones”