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Just testing

The gateway for testing

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She spent all evening carefully sorting out the pieces. Border pieces went in one pile, sky blue in another, darker pieces in a third. Afterwards, content with her progress, she crawled into bed, clutching Rabbit, her one remainder of childhood, to her ch...

My Thoughts - Mortality and Death

“Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its students.” Hector Berlioz

I have been encouraged by friends to write this. Some friends said it would be good for me and some said it might help others that are in similar circumstances. I’m not sure about either reason, but these are smart people and I trust them. I hope this doe...

Thanks

Poem to give thanks to the Lord

For sunny days and those so bleakFor winter cold and summer heatFor family and the friends I loveI give my Thanks to God above.For people that I still don't knowFor places that I've yet to goFor cats and dogs and mourning doveI give my Thanks to God above...

Empty Kitchen

My father spoke of my mom's love of the sunrise at her funeral, thus I dedicate this to her.

“Shoot!” The exclamation punctuated the sound of pottery shattering. My neighbor, Karen had dropped a cup. It lay in shards across the hard kitchen tile. “Don’t worry, it’s just a cup. I have others,” I say, fetching the broom and dustpan. “I am sorry, so...

The Girl With More Than One Name

Sometimes you need to get lost in order to be found.

Charlotte Hale hated that she had to gather wild berries. It wasn’t that gathering wild berries was hard. It was that gathering them was not hard and at sixteen, she felt like it was demeaning. Her eight-year-old stepbrother, Albert, was perfectly capable...

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Just a Girl Who Loves Cats

Things are not as they seem...

Present day Ron – the closest thing I had to a friend in school – had disappeared. That's not all. It was much worse than the simple disappearance of one boy. Much worse, trust me. What's left of their families still seek answers, but they won't find any...

The Fantastic Voyage of Bellingham Sam

Viewed through rose-colored glasses, it turned into the perfect family vacation...

Coffee. What Sam needed was coffee. He was a walking zombie, desperate for caffeine. It was a condition of his own making, he had to admit, since he was the one who'd wanted to drive on their family vacation instead of flying. And so they had spent more t...

(I Do Not Like) The Orange Man

A humorous take on the U.S. presidential race, told in the style of Dr. Seuss

Pardon me, miss, have you time for a poll? No, not today. I'm out for a stroll. That's okay, ma'am, while you stroll I can poll! All right, I suppose, if you poll while I stroll... Do you plan to vote in the presidential race? Oh, yes! Not voting is a ter...

Sitting here staring at this blank page,Wondering what to write. The ideas flow through me like Water flows through a riverbed after a rainstorm. Uninhibited, Free to flow and shape itself,Morph into any form it desires.Writing is my outlet, Words my tool...

Anonymous

White House Security Agent Mike Marsden stood respectfully next to the First Lady. She sat in a white chair underneath the table umbrella. “You must think him silly, Mike, for having an above-ground pool at the White House. He must appear quite common to...