u·to·pi·ayooˈtōpēə/NounAn imagined place or state of things in which everything is perfect   Lines. Entry 1)  I should not be writing, or feeling. They tell me that numbness is normal. They imagined the signs, they envisioned the nightmares, and they feared the potential credibility that lay within the pages. More important than their future, they feared their imagination. What beasts, what society, what ideas could they...

The things left unsaid, love that goes unshared, a soul that isn’t unbared, beautiful thoughts unspokenThe fear of being misunderstood, or the crushing pain of rejection, of causing some form of tension, or not finding the wordsThis just isn’t the time,you don’t want to be a burden, or make someone’s day darken, we fear the pain it might createYou already know how it will go, another disappointment, or being judged too ur...

Tomorrow, The day after today; Its almost here, just a few hours away. After waiting impatiently all of my life, Goodbye and good riddance to toil and strife. So long disappointment, farewell to frustrations, Tomorrow has promised to meet my expectations. Love and excitement and the finest of clothes; Oh you seem so doubtful as you look down your nose. Early in the morning I'll climb Mt. Everest, Then shop Paris, and all...

I turned around and looked up just as an arrow seared the air next to my face. I scanned the mountain side, looking for the projectile's owner. But in the dense woods, it was difficult to see. My heart began beating rapidly within my chest as the fear I would soon be killed slowly sank in. There was nowhere left to run, and nowhere left to hide. I turned and started half-running, half-sliding my way down the pine needle c...

After my initial reply, Adam and I sit across the desk from Boss and wait for her to start in on me with questions. She sits for a little while, quiet, making me nervous. I just want to get this over with, but I know that's not how it works. We'll talk at her pace, not mine. I'm the one that came in to talk, but she's the one asking the questions.Adam's hand is on my shoulder again and he squeezes it reassuringly, bringin...

Adam hands me the pregnancy test and a package of mini blueberry muffins. I set the muffins aside and look in his eyes as I grab the test and exit the car. I don't say a word, but he nods in understanding, sitting back and drinking his morning coffee, eating--of all things--some mini donuts while I enter the store. I go to the counter first, asking if I may use their restroom. The guy behind the counter says that usually...

The days blur as time passes and I wait for Garrett's reply. Bruises disappear as scars multiply and Adam is still as persistant as usual. He wants to know why I'm so silent. He wants to know what 'that' scar is from and where 'this' scar is from. He wants answers from me and I'm just too tired to give them to him, so he finally just hands me a slip of paper with his phone number on it and shuts his lips. But that doesn't...

It's an understatement to say that Stepmonster wasn't all too happy when I got home twenty minutes late. But because he was hungry, he let me make dinner first. Small reprieve, but a reprieve all the same. He had me sit down next to him and watch him eat. Not that I was hungry. In fact, it made me even more thankful for the stop at the cafe that Adam made.Stepmonster tried his version of small-talk."So what were you doing...

As Adam knocks on Boss' door, he goes over the events of the previous day.There wasn't anything to question about the actions of Chase Brickley. It was clear he needed much more than a stern talking-to from the school or his parents. He needed to realize that at his age of 18, he can- and will if Adam has anything to say about it- be tried for attempted rape and assault. Not to mention the very recent stabbing.Philena had...

"If Heaven wasn't so far away, I'd pack up the kids and go for the day. Introduce 'em to their [father], watch 'em laugh at the way he talked." -If Heaven Wasn't So Far Away, Justin Moore.Boss watches as the two of them leave and waits for the door to close, then stands and paces from one end of her office to the other, thinking. The girl thought differently, but Boss could clearly read all the emotions playing out behind...

"Why didn't you just tell her? I know it's your stepfather. You live in the same house; he can't be that good at hiding it." I don't look at him. I get into his car and sigh at the warmth inside, shivering at the cold covering me from the inside out. He gets in and starts the car, turning on the heater for me even though he looks like he's roasting."I didn't tell her, because my stepfather doesn't do drugs--he drinks--and...

"Mommy! Mommy, I have to go potty." I tug on Mommy's summer dress and she looks down and smiles. It is a tired smile, but she grabs my hand and starts towards the women's restroom. He stops her, kissing her softly. "You look tired, dear. Go sit down, I'll take her." He smiles and she nods, letting go of my hand as he takes my wrist. She sits on a bench around the corner. He takes me to the men's restroom and back to the h...

My arms are white with self-wrapped bandages from my wrists up to my elbows. I have a large tank-top on underneath a long-sleeved jacket. Can't exactly wear it the whole day--it's supposed to be in the 80s today. Funny, summer doesn't start for two weeks--after I turn 18--and I'm already finding it difficult to cover up.There's a bruise on my wrist. I tried to cover it as much as I could, but it's still semi-visible. Step...

"Be awake early tomorrow morning, 'Lena."I shiver and curl up farther into my covers. I don't know what he has in store for me. He's never up earlier than he has to be, which is usually around the time I get home. It's Spring now. I turn eighteen in another couple months and graduate the month after that. Or, maybe, if I pass the test I have in Pre-Calc today. I hear footsteps and then my doorknob turns and the door opens...

"Every day is one more inch of a slow blade sinking in. Vision fading, suffocating inside my own skin... And I'm fighting the stranger in my eyes, and I know that only one of us will survive. If I can't save us, I've got to save myself. I can't stay here in this place... I'm slowly freaking out, I'm slowly freaking out and out and out again." - Skylar Grey, Slowly Freaking Out.Eight months after the trials to put Stepmons...