Author Stephanie Gualtieri
“I low-key want to thrift it this year.” I say to my friends as we stand outside Goodwill, freezing in the December cold. Christmas is in three days, and I still haven’t bought my parents anything. I don’t feel bad… Continue Reading →
“We’ve never done anything together that I’ve actually cared about.” His voice echoes down the hallway, slicing through the quiet. Two days ago, his phone wouldn’t stop buzzing while he was in the shower. I didn’t mean to snoop, I… Continue Reading →
“You can’t trust me because I can’t trust you!” I scream at my mom. Tears roll down her face, and her eyes are red as if she’d been crying for a while. My mom is standing with my diary lying… Continue Reading →
“Oh lord, I’ve had enough of these people out here.”My mother says as we enter into my new high school. My mother has always had a snotty kind of attitude. She is always rude to people and believes she is… Continue Reading →