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The Girl in the Pale Blue Dress: Part 4

Morning came and the normal morning routine followed of preparing for work, going to work, and coming home. The girl in the pale blue dress was on my mind the entire day, and it sort of left me in a... Continue Reading →

The Bad Apple: Part 2

The next few weeks were ok. Well, more than ok. I have been having a blast. Seeing friends off, partying and going to orientation and meeting new people has my spirits high. I even met one of the most beautiful... Continue Reading →

The Unborn: Final Part

Dr. Hoches was a sweet man, but most of what we covered involved me explaining how I felt towards myself after going through with an abortion, and doing the procedure on other women. It was a useless visit in my... Continue Reading →

Beneath the Mask

I see a white porcelain face with red lips and a crack over one eye staring back at me. Chocolate brown eyes stare deep within my soul as I try to remember. I'm trying to remember how I look without... Continue Reading →

The Girl in the Pale Blue Dress: Part 3

The grin that placated her face was nothing short of fearsome. Her tiny hand grabbed mines to pull me into the dark corner from which she came. The closer we got to it, the colder the room grew. If I... Continue Reading →

The Unborn: Part 4

Trembling hands couldn’t dial Joanne fast enough. She picks up, but my voice no longer seems to be with me. “Hello? Jenna, are you there?” she asks. “Yes,” I squeak out. Without taking a breath or thinking I explain everything... Continue Reading →

The Girl in the Pale Blue Dress: Part 2

Later the next night everything was back in its place. I bought some sage from a Whole Foods to burn. I read online somewhere that it cleanses your place of spirits; however, I did not read instructions on how it’s... Continue Reading →

The Unborn: Part 3

With the lack of sleep, it was pretty hard to get through the couple of surgeries I had today. Abortion is a simple process, but there are a lot of risks involved. Taking my time worked in my favor, and... Continue Reading →

The Girl in the Pale Blue Dress: Part 1

No matter how hard I tried to cover my ears the sound of its cries got through. These recent nights have left me restless with your unwanted taunts and teases. Wherever it has may have come from needs to go... Continue Reading →

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