Jess Widner CW

My all time favorite movie is Monsters vs. Aliens. It isn't such a great movie, but I know it word for word because I have watched it so many times. I first watched it when I got it for my 11th birthday. My best friend was Katie Hand, and we watched it every night she stayed the night at my house (almost every night). It is about a woman that thinks her dreams came true. but when a giant meteor containing the most powerful energy in the universe hit her on her wedding day, she came to realize that she didn't have it as good as she thought she did. She became ginormous due to the energy she possessed. An alien came to Earth to extract the energy from her and invade Earth. But she fought him! Her almost husband was a douche and she made new friends. HAPPY(ISH) ENDING!!!!!!!!!!

I am 17 and a senior in high school. I haven't even started the most exciting tings in life, and I am already so eager to have you. But I must wait for the right time to welcome you into this world. I have a list of names for you, but I'm sure it will change over the years. I am trying very hard to pick a good daddy for you. I want him to be kind, funny, loving, fun, and excited for you too. I will try my best to prepare a good home for you to grow up in and save up money to get you things you will love and get you a good education and keep you healthy. I could talk for hours about what I want to do once you are here, but I have to go for now. I will see you soon my little butterfly. xoxo Mommy <3

My little sister came knocking on my door in the middle of the night asking to sleep with me. I opened the door and found myself staring at darkness. I heard the toilet flush. I made my way to the bathroom. There was no one there. I stood watching the toilet bowl fill with water when I realized this wasn't a dream mourning my little sister's murderer; right here in the bathroom. Now when I hear my sister, I try to ignore her. She always comes at night asking to sleep with me. Sometimes she doesn't bother to knock. She just comes in. I tell her to sleep in her own bed, but she tells me that her bed is gone. I tell her that I am trying to sleep, and she tells me that she can't ever sleep. She doesn't stop talking when we lay there together. She asks me why I wasn't there to save her. I tell her that I would be dead too. She asks why that would be so bad. I tell her that I don't want to die because I have so much I haven't done yet. She tells me that she d...