In our basement, we tried to pull old photo albums and school yearbooks — years’ worth of ___— out of the water and ___ them into bags. Actually, there was little we could ___. But I noticed a pattern. I found myself shouting, ___,“I forgot we had this!” ___, in a...
year old me in the yearbook. I was the cheerleader that no one anticipated making the squad. My face was broke out and my insecurities seeped right through my crooked smile. Thankfully I didn’t find that gem until I was looking at yearbooks during study hall in the library my senior ...