become a contributor
Diary
In my hand, I hold a key.
The key to the other side of me.
The side of me you do not see.
At school, I am like a zombie,
Doing everything the teachers ask.
But with this key, I do anything.
I can dream anything, I can see everything
That goes on around me.
But what is so special about this key?
It is the key
The key to the other side of me.
The side of me you do not see.
At school, I am like a zombie,
Doing everything the teachers ask.
But with this key, I do anything.
I can dream anything, I can see everything
That goes on around me.
But what is so special about this key?
It is the key
To my diary.
By: <3 Stargirl <3
Want to showcase your work? Whether
you like to dabble in creative writing, swoosh some strokes on a canvas
or snap pics, send us your poems, short stories and artwork to youwroteit@girlslife.com, OR just click “Submit Your Own” below.
Plus! Love to sing, dance, act or play an instrument? Shoot over a video of your star-worthy performances! It could be featured right here!
POLL
This is NOT a drill: Tortured Poets Department is out! The first track you fell in love with was...
LOVE THIS
Say hello to our 2024 Beauty Awards Winners 💄
We’re presenting our beauty MVPs of this year so your face card... and hair card...and mani card...never, ever declines again. Check out our must-haves HERE!
FREE STUFF
