Judith Jascha
Bio
Mom, sister, teacher, student, writer. I love to touch on all areas as I like to expose myself to new things. My goal is to use my experience to entertain and educate.
Stories (63/0)
A Father's Gift
Paul and his father had always been close. His father was there to teach him how to ride a bike and throw a football. Recently, he had helped Paul learn how to navigate himself behind the wheel so that he could finally get his driver's license. Life had always been pretty easy; Paul was a good kid who stayed out of trouble and had good grades. His dad couldn't have been prouder.
By Judith Jaschaa day ago in Families
Bob the Pig
There once was a pig named Bob. Bob was quite large. He came from a small farm right across from an apartment building for the elderly. Every once in a while, Bob would decide to go on an adventure across the road and would wonder to the apartments.
By Judith Jaschaabout a month ago in Fiction
The Never Ending Dream
By all who knew him, Charles was one of the nicest guys anyone had ever met. At twenty-two, he still had the same best friends that he had when he was a kid. The past couple of years had brought about a lot of changes in his life. He had just started a publishing company that was starting to take off. He had just gotten married five months ago, and he was about to be a dad. Life was better than he could have ever dreamed of.
By Judith Jascha2 months ago in Fiction
Inflation in 2024
One day during my senior year of high school, I sat in my English class when our school guidance counselor walked in. It was time to fill out our FAFSA applications for college. Along with the applications, she handed out papers that went over collected data about how our finances should look like depending on how much education we gained. The important lesson taken from it was obvious, a college degree was crucial to be successful.
By Judith Jascha2 months ago in The Swamp
The Ghost in the White House
Science states that our first memories occur when we're at least three or so. However, my first memories took place way younger than that. My earliest memory is my grandma rocking me in a rocking chair in the kitchen. I was only a few months old. I remember a gum commercial playing on the tv. You know, the old ones with twins going around singing about double mint gum. I even remember my play swing in the corner of the room. I don't know how I remember this, but it is so vivid even after all these years.
By Judith Jascha2 months ago in Chapters
Hitting the Road
When I was a kid, one of my favorite times of the year was the beginning of Summer. Asides from the fact that this meant two months out of school and sleeping until noon, it meant that it was time for us to pack up to head out on our annual summer vacation. Every year meant a new location. Sometimes we'd go to visit out of state relatives, and sometimes it was just to have fun. Either way, I knew I was going on an adventure.
By Judith Jascha2 months ago in Wander
My body, my struggles
I've just done something that always sends a sense of terror through me whenever it comes up, I stepped on the scale. I'll be honest, after the results, I am feeling even more terror. My weight has always been a sensitive subject for me, though up until the last few years, has never actually been out of control. I'm trying to think of how I got to this place, but I know I have to regain control.
By Judith Jascha3 months ago in Longevity
The Mystical Forest
"How did I get here?" she asked, wiping her eyes. Julia had laid down for a nap, only to wake up in a place that was unfamiliar. For a moment she felt afraid, but that fear quickly faded as she looked around. Surrounding her was the most beautiful sight she had ever seen. She looked around with amazement.
By Judith Jascha4 months ago in Fiction
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