My Writing Collage

Writing Collage His tall slender build and big bright eyes are the first things I remember. I also remember that his brother looked just like him. He moved in across the street when I was eleven. He was the first guy I ever had a real crush on. He was always quiet, reserved; yet something about him spoke so loudly that he needn’t say anything. His sister and I were also friends. The long, …

…was none. She helped me through what still hold to be the most difficult year of my life. When I become a teacher, I know I am not signing up to be a psychologist, just as neither did she. But if I can be that stability in one child’s life, and make a difference in their day, then in my eyes, my time here and the years to come will have been well spent.