[So I took a small hiatus. And by small I mean a couple of months. I had to. Writing it all down…I became increasingly nervous someone would find out. And nothing is more endangered on a small campus than a secret you want to keep. If you’re new to all […]
Author Archives: Grace - StoneHill
My Freshman Year: Day 194
Days as a Freshman: 194
Mood: Protective
“what’d you do this weekend?” Naima, Rebecca and I were walking back from the science building, each of us weighed down by the heavy books of our respective classes. For the first time all week, the sun was out, and it was more than twenty degrees. We […]
My Freshman Year: Day 186
Days as a Freshman: 186
Mood: Trapped
I sat in the oncoming darkness, my feet resting against the wooden pew in front of me. I loved the chapel at dusk; it was always empty, always silent, and provided the best view of the setting sun anywhere on campus.
For the past week, I had been coming here […]
My Freshman Year: Day 180
Days as a Freshman: 180
Mood: Scared
“Look, if we go out there, are you ready to deal with him?”
Justin still held the doorknob, his mouth tightening as Sasha’s knocking and yelling got louder.
“Deal with him?” I checked my watch and saw that it was close to 1 A.M. I didn’t know much about parties […]
My Freshman Year: Day 174
Days as a Freshman: 174
Mood: Weirded out
“I’ve been wanting to tell you everything for a while, Grace.” Justin leaned against the sink and ran his hands through his hair a few times, trying to keep his eyes on my face but only succeeding in keeping his gaze there for a few seconds before staring […]
My Freshman Year: Day 167
Days as a Freshman: 167
Mood: frozen
“Grace, you’re soaked” Rebecca tugged on my shirt and spoke into my ear, keeping her eyes on Justin and Sasha. The tension between them was palpable; I knew she could feel it too. “Why don’t you at least change your shirt? You can wear one of mine.”
I […]
My Freshman Year: Day 163
Days as a Freshman: 163
Mood: Nervous
“Hey man, didn’t see you come in”
Sasha’s mouth moved in the direction of a smile, but stopped right before completing it. Justin didn’t move anything. Just stood and stared.
“Yeah. I got back from the library a while ago. Crowded here. Maybe you just didn’t see […]
My Freshman Year: Day 152
Days as a Freshman: 152
Mood: trying to remember
“Grace, you came.”
Justin managed to push himself into our little encased corner, his eyes falling to the plastic cups in our hands.
“I was invited, wasn’t I?” I smiled up at him, trying to loosen the stern expression that had taken over his features. “Want a sip?”
“What’s in […]
