flutterbye1996
The kettle whistled and I knew that was my cue. I didn't think that this 1800's getup would get us all the way to Regionals, but how things were going, I didn't have a doubt.
My life is driven by one thing... me. I make the choice to where I want to go, who I want to be, and what decisions I make. Like always, I drive on the high road.
My hopes were washed away as I looked toward the black smoke billowing from the house. I was devistated and lost thought. Nothing could be worse than this.
I get a buttload of those little gestures of joy. Sometimes, even from kids I don't even know at school. Yet, all the same, I smile back and go about my day.
Brave. A word we too often take for granted. Sure, if we go to the dentist and don't cry, we call ourslves brave. But what does brave actually mean, anyway....?
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