My Writerly Self

The Trampoline

Karen Eastland March 26, 2020

When I was fifteen I was working a lot. I was also a very sporty individual and one contraption I…

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Betrayal

Karen Eastland March 7, 2020

My teenage years were brutal but knew of no-one I could share my pains with. My daily mantra became: Three…

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The Shame of it All

Karen Eastland March 3, 2020

In the weeks prior to starting high school, prior to that accusation by that boy, my parents took me shopping…

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Fanning the Fires of Perdition

Karen Eastland March 3, 2020

My first day, in my first year of high school was one of the worst days of my young life.

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Future Oppression

Karen Eastland February 22, 2020

I never thought about my future. I was always too busy taking care of everyone else to even imagine such…

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Sand Castle’s in the Sky

Karen Eastland February 20, 2020

In that old house, where we were given the sex talk, one fine day, my siblings and I spent hours…

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