I'm a an educator, counselor, and amateur writer and artist. I still enjoy reading the Harry Potter series.
What's Your Sign?
Looking up at the sun, moon and stars have been a marvel for millions of people. It all seems to be the unspoken eighth wonder in our world. They can give you a feeling of insignificance and purpose at the same time. For many people, the stars and sky hold the deepest secrets within our universe that we can only dream of fully understanding.
The Beauty, the Beast and the Little Black Book
I turned the pages of the little black book. Sketches and watercolor paintings of the castle filled the ivory white sheets within. Even though the rooms and the furniture were the same, the artist made the rooms seem livelier and wholesome, almost like the castle was a happy place at one time. There were people on each page; maids, butlers, cooks, and even one that I believed to be the beast. In all honesty, the drawing looked nothing like the beast. They were completely different. Except for their eyes. Their eyes gave them away.
The Crows Message from Yama, the Lord of Death
I stirred a small spoonful of chili powder into the pot of simmering butter chicken sauce. The smell enveloped the entire house. I hoped I was doing it right this time. The kids deserved that much. Maybe it would help make their week easier.
The Farmer's Youngest Son
I put my arms around Winston’s neck and gave him one last hug. My arms barely circled half of him. I didn’t want to let go. I know what's going to happen after I do.
The Gingerbread Challenge
“Five. Four. Three. Two… One!” I felt the bang of the starting gun echo through every inch of my body, but I didn’t give myself a chance to feel afraid.
How to plan and select the best college for you
If you’re reading this then you’re probably preparing to make a huge life-changing decision. This is only a small step in the person you have yet to become.
The Secret Life of Alexia Clark
I shut the front door of the small farmhouse to escape from the sudden downpour rain, and placed the last box onto the hardwood floor. I looked around; the dark floral wallpaper dated the room. It’s true, it wasn’t the newest or best house on the block, but it was mine. I had moved from apartment to apartment since as long as I could remember, I was happy to finally have a place to call my own.