When a Purple Butterfly Flaps its Wings
I couldn’t move my hands, my legs, my face, and I stayed stuck unable to escape this temporary state of paralysis. [...]
I couldn’t move my hands, my legs, my face, and I stayed stuck unable to escape this temporary state of paralysis. [...]
When I was a senior in high school, my honors English teacher assigned our class a small paper on death, and not just any death, our deaths. [...]