Elevator Pitch
DING! The elevator doors open with a thunk and I shuffle forward pushing the kids in front of me. My arms ache, straining from carrying several items at once. The boy, eleven, is… Continue reading
DING! The elevator doors open with a thunk and I shuffle forward pushing the kids in front of me. My arms ache, straining from carrying several items at once. The boy, eleven, is… Continue reading
My dad was a big inspiration to me to start writing through his own desire to write. My parents never pushed me to read a lot but I do because of them. I… Continue reading