Nattilie Sanso

The summer of 2018 was one I will always cherish. Almost every night, my friend, Alex, and I would sneak out and go to the lake. We lived pretty close to one another and the lake was an equal distance from the two houses.

I walk into the store with my head high and my shoulders back. I walk down one isle and don’t shy away from people looking in my direction. My walk is steady, but my heart is racing.