Iris Harris
Bio
An aspiring novelist. I enjoy writing ghost, horror, and drama. Occassionally, I dabble with some essays. You can find more of my work with the link below:
Stories (94/0)
- Top Story - October 2022
Hello, Velma and Congratulations!Top Story - October 2022
Alt-Right enthusiast, hold on to your hats, as we have become aware of yet another familiar nostalgic cartoon received a progressive face-lift. The beloved child classic Scooby-Doo now joins the ranks of other American animation to include an LGBTQ+ representative. Velma Dinkley recently expressed her amorous attraction to another female character in Trick or Treat Scooby-Doo and I am just waiting to see how the internet is going to react.
By Iris Harris2 years ago in Pride
My Three Pet Peeves…
I detest driving. Honestly I do. I don’t know about the driving experience in other states, but for where I reside…it’s a NIGHTMARE. It’s one I try to avoid as much as possible. Unfortunately, in order to gain the most out of life I need to drive to events of my liking. For all those road riding enthusiasts, you may be questioning my abhorrence towards the four wheeled adventure: “What would have had to happen to a person to change their attitude towards the freedom offered by a four-wheeled vehicle?” Well, aside from the constant fear of accidents and falsely issued citations, an explanation is due.
By Iris Harris2 years ago in Humans
Artistic Expression or Paid Bullying
There is no feeling that can compare to gut-busting, tear-evoking, hysterical laughter. We can all agree on the importance of humor and there is a mountainous amount of research to support its healing power. Many professional comedians have stated how comedy has no boundaries and a few would even acclaim their craft to making people laugh is their artistic expression. It still leaves the question: should comics have the right to joke about anyone and anything without dire consequences?
By Iris Harris2 years ago in Humans
Trans-Right Affect Women’s Rights
You are at your daughter’s high school track event, watching all the young female athletes prepare to race. Each contender lines up at the starting line. Seconds later, the sound of the gun rings in the air and the runners fly off from their starting position. You sit in anticipation as you watch your daughter start to gain on the runners in the inner lane. As they round the track, your daughter takes the lead and it’s a 200 meter sprint to the finish line. Less than quarter of a minute later, your daughter flash across the finish line in a victorious conclusion. You stand from your seat cheering at her win ready to congratulate her later that evening.
By Iris Harris2 years ago in Humans
Destination: Sin City
Where am I? The thought enters my mind like death does in the night. I’m in the dark, but the rhythmic clanking of a train speeding over the rails is hypnotic. Did I leave the white noise app on again? I wonder. I slowly open my eyes. I am slouching on a seat that resembles passenger chairs on an airplane. Once my conscience kicks in, I realize it’s a train. I’m on a train.
By Iris Harris2 years ago in Fiction
America Needs to Keep Religion Out of Schools
It’s the first day of new school year. Cindy excitedly leaps off the bus and practically runs to class. A feeling of eccentricity flows through her veins because she will be in a new class, new teacher, and make new friends. As the door to her classroom opens, she walks in and slowly takes in the image of her classroom. Her teacher is standing in the front of the room with a live chicken chained to a large table. What is going on? She wonders as she and her fellow peers take their seats and await the answer of this bizarre scene. Once the starting bell rings, the teacher stands in front of the class and begins chanting in a language that no one is able to comprehend. After a few minutes of chanting, the teacher clutches the knife and prepares to sacrifice the chicken in front of the students. They all gasp at the possible horror that might unfold before their very eyes. Before striking the chicken, the teacher pauses. “Welcome to the new school year. I am chanting for your success this year and I invite you all to join in my chant. Of course, if you don’t want to, you can just sit until I’m done.
By Iris Harris2 years ago in The Swamp
My Unexpected Father
The annual sixth grade dance at the end of the school year is pinnacle to any middle schooler. It begins to set a precedence to what type of social being they are going to be entering 7th grade. How one behaves at the dance can make or break any student’s popularity. While it is not as heavily weighted as high school dances, the importance of this rhythmic ritual is very evident. For me, it was my chance to step into manhood and impress the one girl I had my eyes on: Debbie Washington. Similar to other sixth graders attending, it would be my first social dance outside of normal academic hours. Back in elementary school, there were fun dances held during the school day in our normal school day attire and participate in regular group dances like the Hokey Pokey or the Macarena. This presented a new problem in a content area I was unfamiliar with: prepping for a social gathering.
By Iris Harris2 years ago in Fiction
- Top Story - June 2022
Overturn of Roe v WadeTop Story - June 2022
June 24, 2022. Friday Morning. Every American woke up to breaking news of the Supreme Court overturning a ruling that had been in place for decades. States are now allowed to implement a ban on abortions and it will not be found unconstitutional. Roe v Wade was important because it allowed women to decide what to do with their body in the event of a pregnancy. In modern times, any person who becomes pregnant should be allow to decide whether or not to give birth. There are currently 13 states that have an abortion ban implemented, putting access to abortion in jeopardy.
By Iris Harris2 years ago in The Swamp
Fight for Gender Equality and Equity
In America, almost everyone is aware of the 1950-60s Civil Rights movement. An historical event that opened the eyes of many Americans to racial injustice and the fight for equal rights for all Americans regardless of race. Most people are aware of Dr. Martin Luther King’s “I Have a Dream” speech as well, highlighting the importance of racial desegregation and judging others on characteristics and not skin color. While the movement did force congress to implement the Civil Rights Act of 1964, banning racial discriminatory practices in America, that was just the beginning. Today, racism still exists, but it’s not as strong as it was 60 years ago. For the most part, many people look down on racism and the whole world witnessed the power of racial injustice with the video evidence of George Floyd‘s murder in 2020. The fight against racial injustice continues to be the forefront of every civil rights battle, but we have entered a new era for the Civil Rights Movement.
By Iris Harris2 years ago in Pride
Trans-women Deserve Pride Too
It’s International Pride Month. For many in the LGBTQ+ community, this is a month of celebration. Globally speaking, I can only hope there are many joyous events to bring our community together. Love is love, right? Everyone should have the right to love who they want to love and live the way they feel is best for them.
By Iris Harris2 years ago in Pride
The Regret of a Child
Dear Mother, Happy Mother’s Day! I wish I could be home with you to celebrate this global holiday. I know you have done so much for me when I was a child and there are never enough words to thank you for all that you have done. Raising me by yourself was difficult, and I am more aware of this difficulty today, as an adult. You always had my best interests at heart even when I refuse to believe you did. You wanted to raise me with the same ideologies your mother had raised you, in spite of how outdated those practices were. How could you know any better? How could you keep up with a rapidly changing world? It was wrong of me to think that you could and for that, I apologize. Our constant disagreements are evidence of the complexity of parenthood. I am writing in hope that you have forgiveness in your heart to restore the relationship that has become the diminished winter snow during spring.
By Iris Harris2 years ago in Families