When dreams whisper names from the past

eleven. Bright. Curious. Fierce when she needs to be, gentle when she trusts you. She still wears hoodies, but they fit her now, like she’s grown into every version of herself. She’s got friends. A dog named Peanut who follows her everywhere. And a future that no longer feels like something she has to survive just to reach.

Looking back, I don’t think continue reading …