Teagan Daniels
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Living to Read
Once I cracked the code of reading and discovered the magic of stories woven into text, I fell in love with reading. I proudly became a bookworm. Every year I attended middle school I received either the Biggest Bookworm or Most Likely to Become a Famous Author recognition in the yearbook. I walked through the halls, nose buried, head deep within imaginary worlds, somehow not running into anything or anybody. Words were my truest friend. Not a day went by where I didn’t spend hours lost in character arcs and world building. I read through my classes, cleverly hiding books in my binder to ignore the droning voice from the front of the room explaining trinomials and square roots. As I grew older, I continued to love reading. But of course, life got busier, and I had less time to lounge around, curled up with the smell of old pages, and the feel of hot peppermint tea. No longer could I get away with walking and reading at the same time or hiding a book under my desk during lectures. When college started, and I didn’t open a book other than as required for class for a full semester. It was during that first semester that I made one of the worst choices of my life.
By Teagan Daniels 4 years ago in Fiction
Stand Taller
I would have given anything to trade places with her. To take her pain away. I would have sold my soul to the devil twice and ran through fire to have her safe and sound. But there was nothing I could do. Absolutely nothing. I had to be content to sit by and watch as her bones turned to dust from the poison drip in her arm.
By Teagan Daniels 4 years ago in Confessions
