Finding a Supportive Home
I was 13 and it was almost summer in Florida. It was a sunny day and my best friend and I were walking to my house after school. When I got home, the atmosphere suddenly shifted from bright and lively to dark and gloomy. My mom immediately asked me for my phone, so I gave […]Read More
Reading the Tea Pages
I first heard about the murder of George Floyd when my sister forwarded a news article via our family group chat. Over the next few days, I read as much as I could about the many acts of social activism taking place around the world in response to Mr. Floyd’s death. But I also saw people making jokes about his […]Read More
Am I an Activist to Make Change or to Look Cool on Social Media?
The air felt thick, and the masks weren’t helping. Sweat dripped down my back and soaked my sweatshirt. I was jostled forward by those behind me as the crowd started moving. A man holding a sophisticated looking camera equipped with antenna and sensors was filming a group of people next to me. Even before I […]Read More
Betrayed and Exposed
Names have been changed Two years ago, when I was a junior in high school, a beautiful girl approached me on a messaging app. I texted her back, and we talked for hours. We figured out that we lived near each other. I was 17 and she was 20. She told me that her name […]Read More