Silence Holds Power
Silence is sometimes interpreted as weakness, although this is untrue. My silence was full of plans, but they mistook it for dread. They were unaware that the letter was much more than a simple farewell. They had no idea what was about to happen, and it was like a wake-up call. My weapon was my silence, which contained all the strength I required to regain control.
Silence Holds Power
A Friend’s Shelter
I crashed at Jenna’s apartment that evening. We devoured pizza while laughing uncontrollably at some vintage reality television programs. Jenna was a wonderful friend who was always there for me. Being with someone who understood me and was aware of everything I had gone through made me feel good. Even as we laughed, though, my mind was racing with all the things I needed to accomplish next.
A Friend’s Shelter
