There is a girl who sits at the edge of the classroom. Her long brown hair is in a braid down her back and she pushes her glasses further up along the bridge of her nose. She is called smart, intelligent, and even perfect.
I look around me and I see people who look like they know exactly what they're doing and I feel embarrassed ashamed that I'm not as confident as prepared as good as everybody else
I am Leona Smith, the only daughter of parents with four children. With my heart open to everyone to love and share. My arms outstretched, reaching out to everyone and those in need.
From the second the intro song started, A flood of memories came back. I remembered each and every version of Peter Pan I'd ever seen. As the animated characters that I've kept in my heart for so long fly across Never Land,
In middle school I ran on the cross country team and for a while it was the best thing in the world. I crossed the finish line always with a smile no matter where I placed. But as my team's reputation
Dark grey reflected on my glasses as I scrolled past messages. I had joined the server two days beforehand, though I had already grown tired of the monotonous parade of text.