A Memoir
In a world of every man for himself
I still fight for every man
But myself
-pushover
And suddenly
I wasn’t afraid of the dark
-Growing Up
Some stuff feels the same
And the same stuff feels different
Being alive feels the same, physically
Then again, being alive feels different
Not just physically
-The best way I can describe
About the Contributor
Jillian Butch, Staff Writer
Jillian is a senior at Freehold High School. She has been a member of The Colonial for three years now, and enjoys writing mini bios, shower thoughts, and her favorite of all, poems. Jillian enjoys reading and writing, athletic activities, and being around the people she loves. She plans to go to a college or university in order to fulfill her aspiration to be a guidance counselor.
