He walked me to my door and I tried to not trip on my prom dress as I carried my shoes and clutch. 

I knew he was going to do it. 

My stomach erupted with butterflies as we got closer to the door. 

We said how much fun we had and made plans to get breakfast tomorrow. 

The conversation was slowly ending as we looked for words to say or something to talk about it. 

Everything started to jumble and he leaned down to me.

I felt wet lips touch mine and disappear.

Just like that something I had worried about for so long had been completed.

He was my first kiss. 

An awkward pause as we hugged goodbye and I rushed inside the house

When I shut the door I smiled to myself. 

It really was just like the movies. 

I watched his car pull out of my driveway and quickly snapped out of my daydream to run to my room and escape my Mom's questioning. 

It's like a rollercoaster that never ends

In the beginning I had hope and motivation that I could ride it to the end

Now I fear I will not make it 

The turns and twists make me sick 

It never seems to end

There are ups and downs

I see the end in sight and then it disappears

I hope to stay strong enough to say I rode this crazy rollercoaster

People call me a "fighter"

But I just feel like a rider

Along for the ride hoping it will end soon so I can say that "I am a survivor"

The mentality of normality

Is a plague of society 

Acceptance is based on

The standards in our minds

What is cool and what is not?

What is right and what is wrong?

It’s not an individual’s question to ponder

For it is ceased by the pressures of society

It’s a guide to follow and live by

In fear of being found

The social norms,

The status quo

Is all we know

I open my eyes and quickly close them hoping that when I emerge this will all have been a dream

I open again in fear and see that I am still staring at the road hanging from my seatbelt unable to move

Country music eerily plays in the background as I stare at the broken glass and look at the airbags that block me from seeing the outside world

I realize I am alone

I see my phone dangling from the cord I grab it and call my mom hoping she will tell me it was all a dream

“It was just a nightmare, go back to sleep”

She doesn’t answer

Have I died?

I begin to panic and scream… asking if anyone can hear me

A voice responds

I cling to it asking for help

She says they are on the way

But I cannot help but think everything I have ruined

She tells me it will all be okay

How could she know?

They came and cut the seatbelt that was holding me and I fell into their arms on the stretcher

With disapproving looks I was told I got in a car accident from running a red light

All I wanted to do was switch lanes on a late dark night and when I turned back around from looking in my rearview I saw red and the black and then the broken glass

But I was okay

Just like the lady talking to me on the streets through my airbag said I would be

I looked down thankfully at the cross bracelet on my wrist and rubbed it once more for good luck

I was saved for a purpose

We are here for a purpose

Hold on to what you believe and trust that everything will work out even when you crash...