HappyGiraffe123

I've been buried for so long. 

By dead leaves, snow, and the weight of winter's thick, cold air. 

All of it holding me down. 

For months I stayed stagnant. 

Unable to move. 

My name is Leah, I’m 12, and I’m weird. My mom says it’s not me, it’s just everyone else and they’re still growing up, but if I’m the odd one out, I’m pretty sure it’s just me. 

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I push at the eraser

of my mechanical pencil.

Watching the lead peek out to say

“Hello!”

Snow is the closest thing Earth has to magic.

Lift your face to the sky

Feel the soft, chilly flakes 

melt on your tongue,

float on your eye lashes,

bring color to your cheeks.

Renee Good just wanted to go home

To her kids

6, 12, and 15

I've watched the video

I didn't want to

But I needed to see for myself if she really tried to run the agent over

She didn't

Woah.

I've been busy.

I haven't posted for 5 months.

I haven't opened the site for 5 months.

I have a good reason.

I promise.

I shipped myself to a New England boarding school?