I go to a Catholic school and I'm telling you: invisibility = eternal damnation. You can take it to the bank.

I go to a Catholic school and I'm telling you: invisibility = eternal damnation. You can take it to the bank.

I've stabbed two people with a fork today. What's wrong with me?

There was a time when I thought I turned terrible things over in my mind because I read and wrote too many scary stories. (Note self: start writing about unicorns and bunnies)

In the morning light, I remembered how much I loved the sound of wind through the trees. I laid back and closed my eyes, and I was comforted by the sound of a million tiny leaves dancing on a summer morning.

As exciting, difficult, and memorable as our past can be, there comes a time when we have to get on with living.

It occurred to me then that it was in times of struggle that I found the best parts of myself - courage, loyalty, an unexpected peace - and I always discovered what I needed to break through and go on.