Yesterday, I was out at breakfast with my mother when she said something that, frankly, insulted me.
Yes, the title of this post is a reference to the Divergent series by Veronica Roth.
There are a lot of things that have happened in my life that I wish I could do over. I might not be able to pick just one.
I should probably start this by explaining that “veritaserum” is the potion that forces people to tell the truth in Harry Potter.
If you’ve read some of my other posts, you’ll know that music is very important to me. However, my taste in music isn’t limited to the things I’ve talked about before.
While I was on vacation this past week, I came to a realization: I don’t know how love works.
I’m not really afraid of conventional things. Needles don’t bother me. Funny, that’s the only conventional fear that I can think of. But that doesn’t mean I’m fearless. Here are some things I’m afraid of:
I’m an only child. To make up for this, many of my favorite fictional characters (and sometimes my favorite famous people) are like family to me. I used to shy away from this, because I thought if people knew, they would think I was weird. But more recently, I’ve embraced it. I even admitted it in my Children’s Literature class.