Sara Wilson
Bio
I love Ugly Things.
I try and be active AND interactive.
I write... whatever I feel.
Sometimes it's happy.. sometimes it isn't. But it's real. And it's me.
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Stories (178)
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Whoopsie!
I'm just gonna say it right now... I'm sorry. I know things have been weird since I moved out, and I wanna clear the air because my pastor says that holding onto a grudge is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die. I'm the bigger person, so I'm reaching out first.
By Sara Wilsona day ago in Humor
I Like You
The metal bleachers of the football field were so cold, it made Regan shiver as it creeped in through her jeans. It was Friday night, and the stadium lights cast long shadows of the goalposts across the turf. She was sitting on the highest row, her fingers digging into the straps of her backpack. Inside the bag was a heavy glass jar of paint. The weight was the only thing that was bringing Regan any kind of comfort.
By Sara Wilson3 days ago in Fiction
You're not a moment Frozen in Time
The first thing I see in the morning when I wake up is the ceiling fan spinning above me. I lay in bed for a few minutes watching it as the morning sun creeps in through the blinds. For the first time in my life, there is no heavy dread sitting on my chest when I wake up. The crushing weight that used to make even breathing feel like an impossible task is gone. I stay curled up in the blankets for just a few minutes while the fan blows cool air around and just breathe before choosing to get out of bed and prepare for the rest of the day. This is the first win. My own private success that occurs before the kids even start to stir.
By Sara Wilson5 days ago in Motivation
I'm So Sorry...
I've been told my whole life that sharing is a virtue, so I guess that makes me a saint today. Look, I'm tired of the noise. I'm tired of the weight behind my eyes and that buzzing in my ears that sounds like a thousand bees trying to start a band in my head. They say a debt is only a burden if you're the one holding the bill... and I feel like I've held it long enough.
By Sara Wilson8 days ago in Fiction
