A few weeks ago, I was thrust into a Facebook group without my consent. “Harvard-Westlake Community Council” was the title. “Hmm, How uplifting,” I thought. Then I saw the first post: “Hi! I’m...
My good friend and I were talking late one afternoon on the way home from school.
“Yeah I’m fine.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah.”
“Well okay, but if something is bothering you, I’d be happy...
The phone rang.
I answered, not expecting much, but when I hung up, I became a future Harvard-Westlake student.
I was in the sixth grade at the time, and I didn’t really consider the ramifications...
