Creative Writing: Soul Sisters

Creative Writing: Soul Sisters

Chapter 3 of 8

I woke up the next morning in my bed. I did not know how I got there, and for a split second, forgot about the whole situation. When I remembered, I felt nauseous. I had to go see London. I jumped out of my bed, got dressed as fast as I could, and ran downstairs to see if my mom was up. She was— sitting at her usual spot at the kitchen table drinking her coffee and reading the newspaper.

“Good morning, sweetheart. How are you feeling?”

“Okay, but I have to go see London.”

“I had a feeling you were going to say that, and I think that you are doing the right thing. Do you want me to drive you or are you going to walk?”

“I’ll walk. Thanks, though.”

“Okay, honey. Be careful and let me know when you get there.”

“I will. See you later.”

It was normally about a ten minute walk to London’s house, but today, I made it a little longer. I needed time to clear my head and relax. While I was walking, though, I felt myself getting nervous as I thought about what I was going to say to London when I saw her. I had what felt like a million possibilities in my head, but none of them seemed to be quite right. When I could not think of anything, I resorted to just letting myself say whatever I thought we both needed to hear when I got there, which I would not truly know until I was in the moment.

Before I knew it, I was standing in front of London’s front door. Usually, I would just walk in, but I decided to knock. Mrs. Scott, London’s mother, quickly answered the door.

“Hi, Mrs. Scott,” I said

Mrs. Scott smiled, hugged me, and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Oh, Paris! London is going to be so happy that you’re here! She really needs you right now.”

I could hear in her voice that she wanted to cry.

“That’s what I thought,” I replied, “I really needed to see her, too.”

“She’s up in her room. You know the way.”


I went up to London’s room and slowly opened her door. She was sitting hunched over at her desk doing homework, (shocker, I know, but it made me smile) and all I could see was her long, curly hair. As I began to walk in, London heard me and turned around. As soon as she saw me, her big, blue eyes filled up with tears. She ran over to me, got on her tiptoes since she was still a whole three inches shorter than me, hugged me as tight as she could, and cried like I had never seen her cry before. I did not say anything. I just hugged her even tighter than she was hugging me to the point where I felt that I was going to break her tiny body, and told myself that I would not let her go until she wanted to. I realized that sometimes, the most powerful thing you can say is absolutely nothing at all.

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30 Things I'd Rather Be Than 'Pretty'

Because "pretty" is so overrated.

Nowadays, we put so much emphasis on our looks. We focus so much on the outside that we forget to really focus on what matters. I was inspired by a list that I found online of "Things I Would Rather Be Called Instead Of Pretty," so I made my own version. Here is a list of things that I would rather be than "pretty."

1. Captivating

I want one glance at me to completely steal your breath away.

2. Magnetic

I want people to feel drawn to me. I want something to be different about me that people recognize at first glance.

3. Raw

I want to be real. Vulnerable. Completely, genuinely myself.

4. Intoxicating

..and I want you addicted.

5. Humble

I want to recognize my abilities, but not be boastful or proud.

6. Exemplary

I want to stand out.

7. Loyal

I want to pride myself on sticking out the storm.

8. Fascinating

I want you to be hanging on every word I say.

9. Empathetic

I want to be able to feel your pain, so that I can help you heal.

10. Vivacious

I want to be the life of the party.

11. Reckless

I want to be crazy. Thrilling. Unpredictable. I want to keep you guessing, keep your heart pounding, and your blood rushing.

12. Philanthropic

I want to give.

13. Philosophical

I want to ask the tough questions that get you thinking about the purpose of our beating hearts.

14. Loving

When my name is spoken, I want my tenderness to come to mind.

15. Quaintrelle

I want my passion to ooze out of me.

16. Belesprit

I want to be quick. Witty. Always on my toes.

17. Conscientious

I want to always be thinking of others.

18. Passionate

...and I want people to know what my passions are.

19. Alluring

I want to be a woman who draws people in.

20. Kind

Simply put, I want to be pleasant and kind.

21. Selcouth

Even if you've known me your whole life, I want strange, yet marvelous. Rare and wondrous.

22. Pierian

From the way I move to the way I speak, I want to be poetic.

23. Esoteric

Do not mistake this. I do not want to be misunderstood. But rather I'd like to keep my circle small and close. I don't want to be an average, everyday person.

24. Authentic

I don't want anyone to ever question whether I am being genuine or telling the truth.

25. Novaturient

..about my own life. I never want to settle for good enough. Instead I always want to seek to make a positive change.

26. Observant

I want to take all of life in.

27. Peart

I want to be honestly in good spirits at all times.

28. Romantic

Sure, I want to be a little old school in this sense.

29. Elysian

I want to give you the same feeling that you get in paradise.

30. Curious

And I never want to stop searching for answers.
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An Open Letter To My Childhood Best Friend

To Molly Zucker, I hope this article makes everyone surrounding you hear your obnoxious, priceless laugh.


Dear childhood best friend,

When I look back on my childhood, there is only one person who reminds me of home: you. After moving out of state and time passing on, it's easy to forget where you came from and parts of your childhood. However, the minute I see your face and hear your goofy laugh, the feeling of home returns. You bring out the fun and young in me because let's be honest, you turned out to be the adventurous spontaneous one and I'm just a boring nerd in Organic Chemistry. No one can make my pure childhood laughs come out or make me feel as free-spirited and lively as much as you do.

Lexi Garber

We used to ride our bikes around town, eat salt and vinegar chips until our tongues burned, and do each other's makeup and nails. We would go to the mall and dress ourselves in this horrendous outfits, but ones that we actually thought were cute at the time (Why did you let me wear half of the stuff I did?) We wrote each other cards during Recess and talked about how much we would gossip on our Friday night sleepovers. I could recognize your cupcake vanilla perfume scent from a mile away, even from this day and when I do smell it, it brings back such a warm and comforting familiar feeling.

Lexi Garber

We would talk about what our future would be like, how fun high school would be and what it would be like if we went to the same college. I didn't know that I would move before all of that but little did I know we would remain best friends and talk every day still to this day. Although there are moments where it hurts me that I didn't get to watch you grow out of your crazy, middle school self and into this beautiful and amazing girl, I know one day we will be close in distance again. We still talk about our future like we know what's going to happen and hopefully, we will live together in NYC one day, like we've always talked about. Who knows where we will both end up, but no matter how far we are in distance, we will always be close at heart.

Lexi Garber

The best part of being long distance best friends is that when our other friends annoy us, we can randomly Facetime each other at any time for a quick laugh and a reminder of how sacred our special bond is. We get to plan trips to see each other and show each other what has changed in our lives, but there is one thing that will never change: our friendship. So here's to you being my maid of honor, crazy aunt for my future kids, my soulmate, best friend and partner in crime. You bring out the happiness and best in me and I will love you always and forever.


Your childhood best friend

Lexi Garber

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