I could escape it no longer. As an 18 year old senior in high school, I had to get a job. Somehow I had managed to get out of getting a part time job my first three years of high school, but finally my parents could put up with it no longer. I needed a job. If that wasn't bad enough, to get the job I had to get a work permit from my school, and to fill out...
Hello! Sorry I've been gone for so long. Y'all know how life goes. A special thanks to my super amazing editor. Feel Free to leave constructive feedback if you please. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it! * My toes are going numb. Erin Wright stared down at her thin boots, soaked through by the snow. She wiggled her numbing toes, willing them...
This story is best enjoyed if you imagine yourself watching a televised sporting event. While there are real places and one real school mentioned, all characters are totally fictitious and it's all in good fun-NOT to be taken seriously. I had a lot of fun writing this silliness-hope you enjoy! Comments and feedback are cherished! All characters are over 1...
(Feedback appreciated) * There have been so many airports this year. First Tacoma, then London, then Glasgow—and finally, Boston. Travel like I'm running away from something, or like I'm finally free. Or maybe it's the same thing. Tonight is a bad night though, and the voices in my head won't shut up. I can't sleep, so instead, I'll sit here at this comp...
The world's oldest profession. Now there's something I never thought I'd fall into. Not a pious, Hijab-wearing Somali Muslim sister like I once was. Life, it sure can kick you in the teeth, can't it? Considering what it ultimately led me to, I shouldn't complain, though. Life has a way of working out. My name is Saada Hawiye and I'm a young Somali woman livi...
[You my wonderful readers asked for this - so here it is, as requested, Part 2 to Sister Mary Learns A Lesson. Enjoy!] * After their first encounter together, for weeks Sister Mary avoided Jeremy as much as she could. The guilt about what she'd allowed him to do to her seemed to be eating her alive and kept her awake at night... even as she found respite...
Billie thought having a big brother was supposed to be a good thing; you know, someone to look out for you, someone to prevent anyone from bulling you; well that didn't work for him, his brother Frank was his bully. It started in middle school when he wanted to hang out with his brother, but Frank didn't want him to. "Go away Billie, I'm hanging out with my...
My destination was a town called Bradbury. I'd never been there before and had only ever scene it on a map. It was about 90 minutes south of the large college town where I had spent five years as an undergraduate. Upon arriving, in the early morning, after one night's stay in a motel outside Salt Lake City and a second stop-off in Denver to take in the nigh...
Chapter 9 - Two conversations The following morning, to the surprise of everyone in the English literature course, "Mr. Know-it-all" sat next to the girl who had pinned him with that nick-name. Of course, the rest of the class and the professor had no way of knowing what had happened between Mike and Ruthie over the weekend and had incorrectly assumed that...
I want to thank my editor, SlaveGirl70, for her fantastic edits. I appreciate everyone's comments and suggestions. If you enjoy this story, I think you might enjoy reading my others as well. If you like this story, please provide positive feedback, and that will encourage me to write more. ===== Me and my wife Wendy live in a lovely northwest suburb of Bo...