#nineteen:start

[park--ava-blog]

      There she was, alone, cold, and utterly pissed that the PTA meeting chose to be at the one place that has been her sanctuary ever since the shooting. Ava sat on the steps, debating on whether she should studying right then and there. She thought she heard footsteps and also felt herself wanting to get up and flee. “Don’t bother going in. There’s a meeting and they don’t like people eavesdropping.”

[kylcs-blog]

“my therapist is telling me to write my feelings down. you wanna know what i got so far? not a single fucking thing...” kyle threw down the pen, scrunching the paper in her hands. “it’s like my head won’t make the damn connection to my hand. i just need to get drunk - i’m surprised no one’s took advantage of this and hosted a party.”

[colin-rhodes-blog]

With no school in the last week, Colin had found his mind repeatedly wandering back to the events of that day. He’d taken to roaming the streets; anything to get him out of the apartment and away from whatever new spin on Samuel’s story the local news was running. He strolls down Main Street, a paper coffee cup in one hand and a worn paperback book in the other. With his mind thoroughly occupied, he didn’t even notice the other person until it was too late. “Shit,” He says, attempting to mop up the coffee on himself. “Are you okay?”