My name is Sophia. I have been living with a secret since I was eight. It's a shameful thing and every-time I think about it, I feel sick and I wish I could curl up and just die. No one at school knows but I keep wondering if they could tell just by looking at …
One Day in the Park
It was a sunny day much like today when she and Michael first met. She was sitting on a bench in the park close to where she lived and just enjoying the sunshine. It was a long weekend. No work the next day. Usually on a Sunday afternoon she would be home doing laundry, …
Notes to Women 