Memories – SJ Bocci Writes

To my younger self

In this image, I think I’m 17 or 18, judging by my haircut. I had wanted short hair since Megan Follows’ Anne Shirley chopped hers off after accidentally dying it green. Oh, I wanted short hair. So badly. But my parents said, “No.” My hair was too pretty, they said, to be cut short. PlusContinue reading “To my younger self”

“I Have a Place Where Dreams Are Born . . .”

Some days, I have flashbacks. Like suddenly I’m five-years-old, jumping on the bed, trying to fly away to Neverland. I’m in my Oma and Papa’s apartment, which always smells like cigarette ashes, and I’m watching a movie in their bedroom with my little brother while the adults talk in the sitting room. Papa is inContinue reading ““I Have a Place Where Dreams Are Born . . .””