Written by Brianna Demonet
We walked into school. We grabbed our schedule and homeroom assignments. All three of us had the same homeroom; thank goodness, I thought to myself. I was hoping ...
Written by Brianna Demonet
A waitress brought us tea and coffee and filled our water glasses. As usual, we girls were sent to the buffet first. I made two breakfast tacos and some fruit. Lex...
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Shelly and I worked by ourselves through most of the class. Shelly was showing me the routine for the lead dancer. I could keep up, but her grace and poise is unmat...
Written by Brianna Demonet
It was after 3 am when my Aunt V woke me up. I was having a night terror episode.
Ree your okay it's just a nightmare. Do you want to talk about it?
Written by Brianna Demonet
We went down for breakfast. Aunt V was in full mother mode. She had the teapot hot and ready. We had English muffins, scrambled eggs, and a small slice of ham. We ...
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None of us mentioned our sleepover. Emma's mom pulled up first and we introduced ourselves.
Emma's mom, Linda. She was really nice. She was a little older...
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I woke up just before the 6:30 am alarm. I did my therapy routine and coffee enema. Tomorrow was Saturday. It was going to be a very long day because my therapist ...
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Lexi was posing on top of my bed. She waved her finger at me to come to her. Bree, I am sorry but I can't help myself. She kissed me and I just submitted to ...
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We ate our salads and watched Suits on Netflix.
Ree, I have to admit I love having you living here with me. Your cooking and helping around the house have b...
Written By Brianna Demonet
The next morning, I woke up at 6 am. I only do 15 laps in the pool. I do my morning routine and therapy. I put on my purple skater dress and a sleeveless whi...
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After sunset, I started getting tired; it had been a big day. As I always do I reflect on everything before bed. I miss being a boy less every day. But the thought...
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Aunt V took pictures of the outfits and texted them to Mom and Cathy.
Mom and Cathy both started bombing Aunt V's phone and mine. Wanting details, recital d...
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It was a short drive to the airport. I've lived next to the airport my whole life and haven't laid eyes on it in a couple of years. I loved the planes flying overh...
Written by Brianna Demonet
When Cathy and I entered my Mom's salon, mom didn't hardly recognize me. Cathy walked in first then me. My mom did a double and triple take. She recognized my skat...