how to grow up

I don’t have a saying or a wise introduction. Nothing dramatic. Just, here’s how to grow up. In my family, growing up was always different from maturing. Maturing was becoming an adult at an age of a teen (my sisters). It was about not pointing at what we want at the age of eight (my

walking, running, stopping, and walking again

Everyone has moments when they just want to retreat from anyone and everyone who make them feel less than they should be. I get a lot of those days and I deal with it. I think I’ve gotten better at it through these few years. I’m not perfect at it but I can say that

friends lead to tears | rant

Everyone has a point of breaking. I find that mine is often when I talk about my struggles with depression, the lack of support I received, the lack of family and friends I was able to reach out to, and the misconstrued perception of depression. Some have said, we cry during arguments and discussions because

clichè meetings—chapter three

This story was previously published under the pen name, aira isane and is now published under vela june © 2011-2017 by vela june all rights reserved. Stars featured in this fan fiction has no relation to me. The events within the story are fictional. I do not own these people. Chapter 3—Coincidental Bump and Mixed Luggage I

this is Georgiana. chapter one

I had dreams of an older boy with large hands, and a gentle smile. Nothing about him stood out. He always wore the same jeans and sweater. He roughly had dark brown hair resembling mine and even darker brown eyes. He used to be my brother. In the dreams, I noticed, he’d cautiously lift his