Never Quit, Never Lose Hope

My name is James and this is my story. After eleven years of marriage my parents got divorced because they both have incurable mental issues. (At that time I was just a baby). I lived with my mom until I was in third grade. She fed me lies about my grandparents and dad. At such…

They Don’t Understand

With blood streaming from his nose, I watched the student struggle back to his feet. He stumbled, fighting to remain vertical. Fatigued and cramped muscles had mercilessly seized his legs. His forehead was purple and knotted. Blood seeped from a gash on his left cheek. His clothes were unrecognizable from the spattered mud, blood, and…