He keeps jerking awake when his head flops to his chest, but he won’t be able to keep it up for much longer. He mumbles something incoherent, so I don’t respond. His head rolls back onto the headrest, his eyes closed. This time, he doesn’t flinch awake. &...
I’m not sure why. All I knew was I was motionless and mute. Clearly, that led me to believe I was a plant. Then, I grew tired of the monotony. My mind screamed for someone to “pick me, just pick me”; I didn’t want to live like that anymore. I was beautiful, though. I had long, sharp blue petals w...