LaTonya Falls
Stories (3/0)
DAWN
Crickets chirping, the smell of fresh cut grass, apples falling from the trees. I was as happy as Santa Claus after a hot chocolate and three chocolate chip cookies. I could not wait to get to the barn and play with baby Justine. She was born on a wet Friday evening. Her mother was quite a squealer sometimes from sunup to sundown. The constant sound made me scream, Just Stop Just Stop! So, when we found out she was pregnant I said I will name the first girl Just Stop Justine or just, Justine.
By LaTonya Falls2 years ago in Fiction
Dawn
Crickets chirping, the smell of fresh cut grass, apples falling from the trees. I was as happy as Santa Claus after a hot chocolate and three chocolate chip cookies. I could not wait to get to the barn and play with baby Justine. She was born on a wet Friday evening. Her mother was quite a squealer sometimes from sunup to sundown. The constant sound made me scream, Just Stop Just Stop! So, when we found out she was pregnant I said I will name the first girl Just Stop Justine or just, Justine.
By LaTonya Falls2 years ago in Fiction
It's a Start
On the way through the internet. Passing through social media. Really just there to see the clothes and purses I see that I can do something that will let me release or let me create from my own thoughts my own ways and my own words. I don't have to find it within myself to tell you a story about my past I just have to come up with the material and go from there. I don’t have to speak on any abuse or parenting that I may or have had or may be going through I just have to put my fingers on the keys and go for it. I just must grab the paper, see the subject topic and tell a story. Don’t get me wrong I will speak on things that matter in love, life, kids and self but I know that I don’t always have to.
By LaTonya Falls3 years ago in Humans