I am the girl with the tangled roots, the one with no real identity. Check one box for your race, but Hispanic isn't a box because Hispanic isn't considered a race. Now I'm sitting there, with my hands...

After four years of crying, stressing, and sweating, I am finally graduating. The first of my family to do it, I should feel great, but why don’t I? I'm more scared than happy, why am I so scared...

I’ve always identified myself as being the girl with the big boobs. They were always envied and I never knew why. All of my friends would say “I wish I had boobs like you.” I always responded...

Most of us have a childhood pet whom we’ll never forget. My childhood pet was Whitey, my precious Whitey, I would do anything to lay with her one last time. I don’t remember much about the first day...

To my friends in Heaven, I honestly don’t know where to start, there is so much I want to say, so much that was left unsaid, and so many things left undone. My biggest regret is not hanging out...

It all started as just a few thoughts, but over time, I started having extremely bad anxiety and was becoming more depressed. School was using the little effort I had left. I gave up on writing, singing,...

I am an aspiring Journalist, an honors student, I have dark brown eyes, curly hair, and mental illnesses that mess with my head constantly.  I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and Panic Disorder,...