The wind left footprints on my walls as the stars left broken wishes hanging off my lips. Tomorrow was the first day of fifth grade and I wasn’t even going – I couldn’t. The sinewy air was choking me enough that I couldn’t eat. I felt the tension like I was a rope but somehow, I couldn’t sense what was coming next.
Breath. The sound echoed off my room’s starry atmosphere.
Breath. I released it like I wished I could release my pain.Continue reading “Wishmaker – Kaitlyn Reese”