Any constructive criticism is welcome. ***** August 1997 Lungs burning and legs pumping furiously Jordyn Jameson pushed her bike faster around the wide curve of sidewalk bordering the park. She could hear the boys behind her gaining, their shouts and threats drawing attention from parents watching their children on the climbing structures and swings. Gl...
Regina and I have several classes together at the local college. She has been trying to get me to go different places with her for a long time. I like her well enough, I mean heck, I think I'm actually in love with her. I get this silly mushy feeling every time I get around her. She's about as pretty and sexy as they come. She's a tall girl with long slender...
Seema closed the door behind her and leant back against the cool, well-aged wood. She let out a long sigh and closed her eyes as she rested her head against the door, the city sounds now a distant and soft thrum. "That was a long hard day." she said to the cream coloured walls of her ground floor flat. She dropped her bag on the floor, placed her laptop c...
I took another reading off the compass Velcroed on the thwart in front of me, and changed sides on the paddle. My arms were feeling a little tired. I’d been paddling for almost an hour and the shore was coming up slowly. I veered a little to the side to round a point and hit the cove I was paddling for. The canoe hissed softly in the wonderfully blue water o...
Please don't reproduce this copyrighted work without written permission. ________ My personal thanks to Bernard Lyons, my dear friend in Dublin, Ireland who once again has provided his generous and timely editorial insight. Thanks B! ________ Of course all the actors in this script are of legal age. ________ It was mid-morning on a lazy Saturday in Sep...
Snowfall in February isn't unusual in the Washington D.C. area, but this monster had already dumped six inches of pristine white powder on top of the ten inches of existing snow left in the wake of a little surprise storm two days ago. Today's storm had held off just long enough for everyone to make the slow arduous commute to work. Before lunchtime, with th...
Jennifer Sutherland stared out the kitchen window as she took another sip of her morning coffee. Mentally, she made a note to call the lawn service to trim the grass out by the back fence. The paper was calling for rain this afternoon but looking at the clear morning sky she thought they were wrong once again. "I guess she's not coming this morning." the 38...
In the weeks following Jennifer's move, there were periods of adjustment to compensate for changes in schedules, therapy appointments, school and work. The days were the worst for me. Jennifer and Mom would be at work, and I'd start dinner about four so it would be ready when they got home. A quick meal and Jennifer and I would have to leave for school. Whe...
"Dear Diary, Why the hell does this girl in my home room keep looking at me? I don't even know her. I don't even know her name, like seriously, she's pissing me off. I understand you might want to look at people sometimes, but damn, this chick needs to just take a picture of me because the constant staring is creeping/pissing me off." That was my diary ent...
As she drove home that morning, Wanda Catron was a confused woman. The emotions in her heart and the thoughts in her mind were at war, and all she could do was wait and see which side won. Wanda was 18, and just out of school. Never a strong student, Wanda had decided to take a year off from schooling. She was working at the local Wal-Mart, and it was there...