The Fears That Drive Us
Nov 4 · 8 min read
By Zoey Miller

Photo by Aarón Blanco Tejedor via Unsplash.com
I should have known something was wrong after the first time it happened. I remember three days afterward I was walking with my mother to the small corner store on Livingston and Miller. It was a two block walk from my grandmother’s house and if you took the alleyways you could make it there in less than five minutes but you’d have to…

