Facing fears Stories

In the stillness of her room, Sarah traced her fingers across the blank pages of her journal. The leather-bound book had become her constant companion, a silent confidant in a world that often felt too loud, too demanding. Her pen hovered over the pristine paper, hesitating for just a moment before the ink began to flow. "I want to interact with the world," she wrote, the words appearing smaller than she intended, as if e...

The road before you is perilous What lies beyond the fog is dangerous Legends of creatures ever so treacherous Shall you choose to be cautious or adventurous? Nothing can truly prepare you for this journey You pray that the gods may show you mercy Your hands shake as your heart fills with worry Shall you be triumphant or return on a gurney? Something just moved in the trees, You hope that it was only the breeze Yet your u...

My breath catches as it flows in and out in short pants. I can feel the tickle as the beads of sweat drip down my back, running along the curve of my spine. I have my fingers gripping the rough edges as tight as they can. Every fiber in my being wills this to be over. But alongside me is another, just as terrified as myself. She is focused; right hand right foot, left hand, left foot. Up she climbs, steady as a spring rai...

Max was excited. Bubbie was coming over, and Mommy said she was bringing a surprise for him! He could barely wait to find out what it might be. He thought hard. Maybe it would be a toy truck or a new ball — or maybe even some Legos. Whatever it was, Max knew it would be great, because Bubbie always picked the best presents. After what seemed like hours and hours, Max finally heard someone climbing the steps. It had to be...