When I was a little boy, before I had siblings, before I was two, I had no one to play with except my mother. Often, she wanted to do other things, such as read the newspaper. I knew stories were in the words, so I wanted to make stories...
The mother screamed into the room, overwhelmed in her own pain, spewing it onto her little children who had no clue. They almost became used to it, but still jumped when she screamed. Nothing they did was “right,” not the way they shut their lips, swallowed, walked. Everything about...
A mystical, swirling mist greeted us at Yellowstone one morn. Out of the mist loomed a magnificent bull moose. Our family and traveling companion were awestruck and agreed to stop the car. The bull sauntered onto the road. Bulls can be aggressive, charge, knock people down and stomp on...
When I saw my room redecorated with my favorite—and expensive—paint, the word compassion was not on my vocabulary. Yet, when I saw you covered in paint and excitedly mom how you were painting just like your older sister was—and the same materials—I told mom it was my fault for...
He stares at the waves as they crash into the rocky beach. With a kind of violence that is unique and quite in sync with his emotions. Today would forever remain a very dark spot in his memory. The day that she left him, high and dry in a...
The alarm goes off now i’m awake. I check the new notification on my phone. It reads “Amazon package arrives in 20 min. “The day is here”! “It’s 10:00 am, and the delivery of the package is imminent.” I spring leap off the mattress and rush for my clothes...
100 Word Stories In what might be a typical one-page story or less, think of this as what you might tell as a summary version of a memoir or part of your life story that matters most to you. This could be an outline of your entire life experience. Think...
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