fact or fiction

Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about our family dynamics, traditions, and if there's such thing as a 'perfect family.'

  • Heather Lee
    Published 4 days ago
    The Family Dinner You've Always Wanted

    The Family Dinner You've Always Wanted

    For one night only...
  • Abbey Wackrow
    Published 5 days ago
    Netflix Can Be Dangerous for Kids - Here is how

    Netflix Can Be Dangerous for Kids - Here is how

    I started watching Mad Men on Netflix, being a social smoker, I don’t keep cigarettes with me, so I borrowed a few from my roommate. Next morning I was buying groceries when my eye caught the attention of the cigarette section behind the counter. It instantly reminded me of Don Draper smoke so much and so elegantly, without thinking I purchased the packet. Lighting up the cigarette I felt like Draper, successful, smart and rich. And I’m an adult, almost 10 years over the smoking age limit but the way Draper smokes got me hooked. Watching the series I had started chain smoking without even realizing what I was doing.
  • Paula Horgash
    Published 6 days ago
    She's Just a Girl

    She's Just a Girl

    “I’m sorry, mom”, these words seem to come out often. I don’t know if it was me being a horrible daughter, or her wanting someone perfect. I was a first-born, and it has been hard. I have three younger brothers, and they seem perfect enough for her. Nothing i did was ever good enough, or up to her standards. I had good grades, I was smart. I did everything she asked. I was polite, unlike my brothers, "please" and "thank you" were a huge part of my vocabulary. I never spoke out of respect. I just never understood. My brothers were rude to everyone, did what they wanted, maybe...just maybe if I was more like them, she would like me.
  • Leah Folpe
    Published 6 days ago
    The Maiden Voyage

    The Maiden Voyage

    You’ve gotta be careful. My mother says there are a lot of ways to make someone come out a Bad Egg. For example: giving birth on a bed. You have to be squatting, she says. And the head has to come out first. Josef Mengele was born feet first and instead of pushing him around the other way they just yanked him out by his feet, which made him have a deformed arm and then he became a Nazi. That’s what my mother says. Now that I am having a baby I am very grateful to have my mother around again. She has had six other babies not including me so she knows what to do. She helps all of the other women in the house with their deliveries. Sometimes I get to help too. I get to stand by the women while they are in labor. I wipe their foreheads with hot towels and hold their hands when the contractions come. Some of these women have quite a grip, my mother says. You’ve gotta be careful. They can almost break a finger. Today I learned to cut the umbilical cord. Today is when my baby brother was born. I used a pair of shiny silver scissors bigger than both of my hands.
  • Rosaria Mulenga
    Published 12 days ago
    Short Story
  • Lady Austina
    Published 18 days ago
    Brandon's Legacy

    Brandon's Legacy

    In a day that she watched over you, she knew that she can't stay with him forever. His eyes tell her that he wasn't honest while his mouth says, "I love you." Her heart sank because it was just a lied. What she couldn't tell him was that she was pregnant with his child.
  • Nilda Juliana Johnston
    Published 19 days ago
    BELIEVE IT OR NOT

    BELIEVE IT OR NOT

    BELIEVE IT OR NOT
  • Crystal Straker
    Published 26 days ago
    Diary of a broken girl
  • Amber Blaize
    Published about a month ago
    The original corpse bride

    The original corpse bride

    Chinese bachelors and bachelorettes face immense societal pressure to get married and have children.
  • G.A. Moore
    Published about a month ago
    Love In A Cup By G. A. Moore

    Love In A Cup By G. A. Moore

    If the night couldn't get any worse, five thoughts of stories were whirling in my head, like I needed more to think about. I just wanted to get a good-night sleep, for once. The bags under my eyes were starting to look as if they could house another set of eyes. I just wanted the storylines to shut the heck up and begin again tomorrow. I could hear my mother, the want to be philosopher herself, saying, "don't put off 'til tomorrow, what you can do today." She was a hard woman. When I was a kid, she would never let me catch a break or chill when I was just out of it. Right now, I am totally out of it.
  • Karina Thyra
    Published about a month ago
    The Diner Guests that Changed My Life

    The Diner Guests that Changed My Life

    I have always worked the night shift. For some reason, I have always had a sharper mind at night than during the day. Also, they pay better for night shift employees.
  • sarah-rashael
    Published about a month ago
    Emma and Riley

    Emma and Riley

    “It’s so goddam hot, Christ, we need an air con.” Riley reached down onto the floor by the accelerator where she’d dropped her shirt. She had taken it off back in Westonia and needed to use it as a makeshift sweat towel on her clammy chest. It was a summer’s evening in late February, and the scorching sun on the Nullarbor hadn’t shown any signs of retreating. They had been driving for almost eight hours straight. Driving no faster than a hundred kilometers an hour, slow enough to be sure the car didn’t over heat, but fast enough to reach the roadhouse before sundown.