In Mr. D’s classroom. There was never drama, fights, or bullying in there. It has always been and always will be like a sancutuary to me. Even though he is no longer my teacher I still go back to him for advice and counsel and when I set into that room I often times feel nervous knowing that I am about to tell him what I have told no one before, but at the same time I feel so safe. I feel like I can tell anything and he will understand. There is no one else like that in my life. 🙁
Rayton:
AT home, in my bed.
Shannon:
In their arms
Evelyn:
Laying on the couch, watching TV with my dad.
Joleen:
somewhere by the sea. When it’s quiet and the sun is going down.
in the arms of the one I love…
I can think of two people…
When im with the ones i love
Or
When im sleeping 🙂
when im on my horse
no where. I haven’t yet found my niche. but if I had to pick a place that i was the most safe and secure is either in my bed or on a volleyball court.
-with my mom-
wrapped in the arms of the person i love…
I’m going to give the same answer as the rest… with the one I love 🙂 he makes me forget all my problems
with my psychiatrist. he’s awesome like the grandfather i never had…
Weird as it sounds, hidden in the corner of a dark classroom.
Tucked into the warm covers of my bed, “all systems down”, completely vulnerable yet peacefully sleeping:)
im my home with my family
in school in a class full of people
swimming in the warm waters of Hawaii
In his arms, eyes closed
and
In the water, submerged
Strangely with a cup of hot tea in my hand – great memories of good times come from tea. It keeps me in a positive frame of mind.
Laying in bed lost deep in a hug with my girlfriend <3
Bed. Even more so if there’s someone there with me.
No where. I feel most at peace on my bike, but traffic and road hazards make that a non safe place. My home? Some days.
where? no where. when? when I’m praying.
Nowhere.
In an out of the way cafe in New York City where no one I know can find me. And all I need is a warm cup of chocolate and a worn out book.
Bathtub
In My home.
In a library
when im on my sofa with my best friend and my cat lays down with us. im at home with these 2.
In my boyfriend’s arms.
In Mr. D’s classroom. There was never drama, fights, or bullying in there. It has always been and always will be like a sancutuary to me. Even though he is no longer my teacher I still go back to him for advice and counsel and when I set into that room I often times feel nervous knowing that I am about to tell him what I have told no one before, but at the same time I feel so safe. I feel like I can tell anything and he will understand. There is no one else like that in my life. 🙁
AT home, in my bed.
In their arms
Laying on the couch, watching TV with my dad.
somewhere by the sea. When it’s quiet and the sun is going down.