Chapter 10: The Chatterbox

My stomach churned with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. My brother Derek and I were driving to visit a new church again. I was thankful for his company, and the fact that I wasn’t going alone.

Chapter 8: The Inner Struggle

Oh how I hated trying to plug in to a new church. The awkwardness of getting to know a giant group of new people, the trying to figure out who actually liked me and who was faking, the trite “hi, …

Chapter 7: The Eager Beaver

Thunder crashed outside our house and my mom’s teacups rattled on their shelves. I gulped and stared wide eyed out the window. Rain poured from the sky in giant droplets. The wind tore at our house, driving the rain even harder and making it difficult to be heard over the noise.

Chapter 6: The Inflater

They say that an idle mind is the devil’s workshop. If that is true, then I am guilty as charged.

Chapter 5: The Emo

The wooden swing I sat on creaked as I slowly swung back and forth, languidly trailing my bare feet over the cool green grass. I felt tears welling in my eyes. My heart ached. I felt empty inside.

Chapter 4: The Good Guy

Dread consumed me, my heart pounding like the beat of an execution drum. I sensed in my bones that today would not go well. It all started about a week ago…

Chapter 3: A Blow

Pain seared my senses, leaving my mind momentarily blank. I heard myself gasp and my gasp was echoed by others around the small church auditorium. My jaw dropped. My pain was emotional, but it felt worse than a physical blow.