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Grandad
It never got easier. In fact, every visit got worse than the last. That was the disease. It respected nothing, and it took everything that made a person who they had been. Every time Joseph pulled out of that parking lot to head home; he knew that it meant one day closer to the end.
By Jeffrey Paul Snedden6 years ago in Families
The Magical Bird: a Contemporary Fairy Tale
Once upon a not-too-distant time, there was a young eight-year-old girl who sought refuge inside the graceful, downward-sweeping branches of an old weeping willow. The massive trunk had weathered sun, wind, and rain like a stalwart sentinel, standing guard equally against anger, pain, and meanness. The bark had become compressed at the willow's base by the weight of centuries, as if the lofty crown had tried to push its way back into the ground. The long branches split the sunlight entering the circled space into wavering lines. But the magic of early Spring brought out blooming catkins, creating polka-dot shadows on the emerging soft grass.
By Cynthia L Fortner6 years ago in Families
Diary of a Dancer
Elise is hanging out in Washington Square Park after ballet class at Tisch and is supposed to be on the way to her “Music for Dance” class with Ms. Vanaver. On the way back to her dorm on Sullivan St, she stops to pick up food and a coffee at her deli (she loves this one because Dad came here for the cups they use that were always on that tv show Law & Order). She walks past The Back Fence bar where she sees an old man putting out the signs (the story is that this guy is a cousin of Rocky Graziano). She also wanders past the old chess club and wonders what it must have been like when Bobby Fisher was there every day, wiping the floor with “geniuses”.
By Joel Hanna6 years ago in Families
Light Reign
Part 1 | Stormy Tears “Reign. . .” softly whispered a voice. The sound of the voice echoed through the breeze caressing Reign’s face as she sat on the shore of her home island. Reign tossed her head back and gazed at the stars above in awe, while a single tear slipped down her cheek. She felt a slight chill graze her shoulder --startled, she jumped at the scare. Her big brown eyes peeped through the coils of her curly hair, and over her left shoulder to check for anything unusual. Nothing new, besides the view of the town a short walk away. She heaved a sigh of relief and turned her attention back to the stars and the freshness of the outdoor air. The sound of the crashing waves soothed her aching heart. Her grandmother had just passed away, and Reign ran to the beach after school to escape her parents. They were not dealing with the loss well.
By Tiye Samone6 years ago in Families
The Little Black Book
My name is Penelope Holmes and I live with my Mother and Father in Upper North West, Washington, DC. We live in a nice big house with a backyard for me to play in. This quirky story takes place when I was 10 years old just about to enter Middle School. I know, I know, focus people, I was a teeny tiny bit advanced for my age. What I didn't know is this would be the start of all my middle school-aged problems. My Mother worked at the school that Diddy went to and supports every chance he gets and my father worked at a Restaurant in DC as a Head Chef.
By Millie Holmes6 years ago in Families
Grandpas Diary
( girls voice ) 1, 2, 3, 4... Damian runs down the hallway and into a room towards the end closing the door behind him. Damian looks around the room seeing a vintage desk then moving further around seeing an old chair next to a tall lamp then moving a bit further around to see a free standing old tall cupboard.
By Joshua Schroeder6 years ago in Families
Tips and Treasure
Tips and Treasure "... I would pay off my student loans and," looking grimly into her coffee mug, "stop drinking this cheap coffee." Ms. Laire, the 9th grade English teacher, had shown the class a news article of someone who had recently won $20,000, and had explained what she would do had she won.
By Tyler D'Antonio6 years ago in Families









