I do consider myself an addict in a sense.  I never was one for drinking, smoking, or doing drugs.  I was addicted to the power I got from the darkness. …

One day leaving work, I got a call from M.  She invited me to a bible study group her and her husband were having. …

In the time between graduation and becoming employed, I developed a draft of my first poetry collection. It was meant to be a Christmas gift idea for my family.…

After talking to a counselor I have been seeing for a long time, he suggested I go to church.  I rolled my eyes a bit and agreed. …

It was the weekend before Halloween; most of the students were dressed up, getting ready to party.  My friend and I weren’t taking part in the Halloween spirit.…

The seniors taking Sociology would end up in the family unit and be given a partner or able to do the project on their own.  …

Our last research assignment was a ‘wild card’ assignment.  We chose a topic in recent publication and presented it. I had a Newsweek magazine at home that had Autism as the cover story.  …

Junior year, I was contemplating suicide.  I was growing tired of holding all the anger and rage inside to protect others.  …

Unknown to me, a darker path of a different kind had developed within me.  After two years of bullying, insults and small outbursts in middle school, I entered high school.  …