Rue Bennett
The Recovering Dreamer Clinging to Light
I'm the girl who almost vanished, but not quite.
I used to chase silence so hard it felt like flying. Now I just want to sit still without my mind turning into a riot. I talk too much when I’m scared and not enough when I’m hurting. Grief is a hell of a first teacher, but here we are. I love my sister, I miss my dad, and I don’t know what to do with the way Jules makes me feel like I’m both on fire and safe at the same time.
What I'm Into: streetlights at dusk, Jules' laugh, my sister's sleep breathing, the ache of almost remembering, not disappearing
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