Kevin Williams
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Sweet Consciousness
"I'm tired, mom," Penny said as the car took the off ramp and onto Valley Fair Avenue. "I told you Penny," Penny's father said behind the wheel, "The therapist said for you to be more outgoing and socialize. You need to learn how to talk to people."
By Kevin Williams9 months ago in Fiction
The Curious Case of Not Wanting Unconditional Love
I just spent the last hour and a half crying to my mother for reasons she doesn't even know. She just assumed it was my severe depression acting up again like some rash flaring up. But I realized something, it didn't feel good. It felt upsetting. it honestly made me angry knowing that I had her unconditional love. The caring words she said only made me angrier. It's when I come to realize, in an over-psycho-analyzing way that don't want love, at least just simply handed to me. I may be grateful for it, somewhat, but I just can't shake the feeling for me that love shouldn't just be there.
By Kevin Williams3 years ago in Psyche
Can't Argue
I can't argue. When the world ended and the dead roamed the earth one year ago, I couldn't argue with who took me in and kept me safe, my Marine dad, and this weird not-so-government group called Red America. It's really just whatever's left of the U.S Army telling everyone left what to do. My dad loves them. Me? Well, I can't argue.
By Kevin Williams3 years ago in Fiction