Sneak Peek: “The Mush Project”

The Mush Project is a story that I’m working on based off of real-life events… It’s a work in progress, and I just wanted to share some of the rough draft I’ve recently started working on. Enjoy this little teaser! 😛


“You’re wearing your skin all wrong.”

I raised an eyebrow at my friend. “I don’t think that’s possible, Olive.”

The dark-haired girl shrugged. “Well, then, you make it possible.”

“In what sense exactly?” I asked, rolling my eyes. Don’t get me wrong, I love Olivia to pieces, but sometimes I wonder what goes on in that head of hers.

Olive crossed her arms and tipped her head to the side, much like a confused puppy would. “You aren’t OWNING it.”

“Sorry, Olive, but I don’t have any legal documents proving that I hold rightful ownership of a vital organ to survival.”

My friend shook her head. “No, I mean you don’t look like you REALLY own it.”

“What do you want me to do, get a lawyer?”

Olivia laughed at this. “Silly Sadie, you just gotta be confident.”

I snorted. A confident teenage girl. Ha.

I guess you could say I’m a pessimist. But, to be honest, I don’t really think that term describes me very well. I would say I’m more of a realist than anything. Just because I’m not always rainbows-and-unicorns, it doesn’t mean I’m sitting in a lonely depressed corner. I might not be the happiest person in the world, but I’m not really sad either.

I am a bit disappointed though. Just in myself. Sixteen tears and I don’t feel like I’ve accomplished anything substantial in life. Somehow I’m stuck in this repeating cycle of school, sports, homework, sleep, repeat. Maybe throw a couple doodles in there if I have some spare time. But it’s all just the same.

I want to do something different. Something special that I can look back on and say “wow, I did that, and I am proud to say I did.” But somehow that opportunity never seems to come my way. Maybe I just have bad luck.

Olive, on the other hand, is one of those people that is very, very, very driven. She has that instinct where if she really wants something, she’ll go out and get it. Sure, like anyone else, she’ll have moments when she collapses from all the stress and expectations, but she’s resilient. Give her a day or two and she’ll be back in the game as good as ever.

That’s all life really is. A game.

A game which I currently am not playing very well.

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