Read part 1 here. Heather I was home, lying on the sofa in the living room beside Grandpa’s room. I could still hear nothing but myself....

Heather Julia Champion had always been my most hated person. Even her name got on my nerves. Her voice was even worse. It was nasally,...

God, Help me believe. Help me believe that you love me, even when I feel like I’m alone. Help me remember that you hear me, even when I...

She sits on her bench outside, watching her schoolmates pass her by. She resents them all. They’re all happy, laughing at each other’s...

I’m a huge reader. Ever since I was a little child and my mom taught me how to read, I’ve enjoyed immersing myself in the world of books....

I’m a senior! I never realized how quickly time went by until I looked back on all my high school pictures and memories, realizing that...

I like getting stuff done. Some of my least favorite things include wasting time, being unproductive, failing at something, and doing...

Two weeks passed, and school began again. Brinley stopped telling her parents who she was spending time with, because, after all, she...

When Brinley came back from her grandparents’ house in Maine, she knew she was a different person. She felt fine, she didn’t need any...

The blue lights illuminating the bridge cast a ghostly light over the river flowing slowly through downtown Jacksonville. My...

Best friend breakups are the worst kind of breakups there are. Worse than any kind of regular breakup. Because everyone expects a guy to...

Morgan sat with two of her friends in the sun on the steps, watching all the students pass by. It was the first day of school, a day...

Has this ever happened to you? When someone asks you what you want to do, you say “I don’t care, whatever you want,” even though you know...

I get lonely. A lot. That’s stupid, right? I mean, I know that’s absurd; I have an amazingly supportive family, many caring friends, and...

The next day, she texted Kayla when she didn’t show up to work, making sure everything was okay. Kayla answered, saying that they were...

That night in the hospital was long. Leila struggled staying awake the next morning as she and John opened The Coffee Shop. Ellen had...

“But God…” Never before have those words stood out to me so much as they did this week while I was reading Ephesians. I’ve read that book...

Leila sat on the floor of the bathroom, trying to calm the stranger clinging to her. Ellen’s fingernails dug into her arm, but Leila...

Leila worked at The Coffee Shop. Yes, that was the name of the café. No, she did not like it; the lack of creativity in the name did not...

I love to journal (in case you haven’t noticed). It’s something that most of us had tried, some with more success than others. I’ve...