Morning after graduation: pink dress, crown of diamonds, and expectations.
Rituals.
Cereal before milk, skincare before makeup, appearance before identity.
Her phone buzzed: “Send the pics,” he said.
In each photo, a familiar black shadow clung behind her. Cold hands, widened pupils.
Mirror.
“You’ve changed. We’re done.”
She finally understood.
Joanna is a junior in college with a strong interest in writing. She prefers non-fiction over creative writing, enjoying the clarity, structure, and real-world impact that factual storytelling provides.
Love short stories, great job. Keep it up
Estoy muy orgullosa de cada logro en tu vida, siempre seré la primera en orar por vos y en aplaudir tus triunfos.
LOVE YOU DAUGHTER
Gracias mami, love you!
Thanks so much!
“Appearance before identity” that’s powerful. Que talento! I’m proud of you, Joa.
I appreciate your comment, Jefe. Thank you a lot.