A bullet train ran over me. Or at least it felt like it. Pulverizing every ounce of hope? shards of dreams collapsing on my feet, as it sped and shook away to the edge of the night. Standing outside his car door, I stood there in the rain, and told him I was okay. I vowed to never feel that way again. And I walked away. Chapter One: https://rachellecruz29.wordpress.com/2015/12/30/untitled-semiautobiography/ Advertisements Continue reading Chapter 20: Untitled
I was nominated for the 2015 Notable Award – Entertainment Category in Toronto. Thank you to those who supported me along the way – you know who you are, and to the community and groups who helped me get here … Continue reading 2015 Notable Award Nominee..Please vote me?