It had always been just me. I was happy, innocent. Summer. That place where that dark water splashed against the boat, my boat. Full blast. Going as fast summer's happy vibes allowed, sun, laughter. And

This is my first post Third Culture Kid - related. There will be many more to come. Belonging is tricky when you've grown in different parts of the world. It's just complicated because I don't know what

And so she sat in her bathroom. Resting her body against the bathtub after taking a shower. But it wasn't just a shower, it was THE shower. This was the last day. There was no going back and the day was

We're so messed up. When the silence is broken, my soul dives into a mad sea of crystals as bright as the spark I could see in the eyes of that person I once loved. And so so transparent I can see myself

We're so messed up. When the silence is broken, my soul dives into a mad sea of crystals as bright as the spark I could see in the eyes of that person I once loved. And so so transparent I can see myself

The following article is a made up scenario, where I, the student had to pretend to work at the New York Times. The debate did not really take place and was used for the made up scenario only to make the