Finding friends is hard. There will be some who judge you of your decisions, some who will make fun of you in a joking manner, but some are just right for you. Author Pia Edberg once said, “You can’t...

Dust motes pirouetted in the slanted beams of evening light that filtered through my window, settling like whispers on the pages of the Holy Bible resting on my bedroom desk.  On what should have been...

Dear younger me, I wish I could say so many things to you, but for now, here's a few things I wish I could tell you. Life will become difficult the more you grow, the more you mature and the more you struggle...

Seven years ago when I moved in with my dad, I didn't know what to do with my hair. Without my mom, I went through the journey alone by managing my texture myself and learning new things from the experience. I...

I had hosted a watch party for the Royal Rumble at my house with some friends. It was an hour before midnight when we were playing Marvel vs. Capcom in the guest room. That’s when my friend said something...

Moving doesn’t seem like such a bad thing – you get a new house and a fresh start. But when you move constantly every two to three years, it's difficult to enjoy it. But don’t get me wrong, I...

When I was little, Christmas gave me so much happiness. Being surrounded by my family and eating delicious Mexican cuisine while opening presents was the best part of the whole day. The Christmas tree...

I've never been the type to talk to others seriously. There’s many reasons, like not having an adult I can actually trust and not finding the right time to. But the main reason? Grievances don’t magically...

It’s Saturday, my favorite day of the week. I wake up to the smell of “thiouraye” (a traditional incense made from plants). I wake up my brother, have eggs for breakfast and get ready to go play...

I remember the day during sophomore year She told me She liked Him, how Her face lit up after She told me His name and how nervous She was to talk to Him. As Her best friend, I pushed Her. I just wanted...

The sharp bristles pierce through the most memorable part of my body. My routine changes one more time for my living cells.      I pick up the comb and look in the mirror, what will my hair look...

Our big house was filled with empty rooms and silence, and the feeling was faint. Nothing about it was special anymore. In San Antonio, my childhood was comforting, living with all of my family, but...