This story is based upon an actual incident in my post-graduate education at a major southern university. There were two young women who did share a dorm space but maybe not as I describe it in this story. We all had entered the same teacher-training program. To my certain knowledge neither of them completed the program, but I did. Thus all persons in this s...
In all of my previous writing I've told largely biographical tales, although, I do admit that I sometimes embellished the truth a little, and I always telescoped time frames, otherwise my readers would have died of boredom! In the tale I'm about to relate, however, the whole thing is complete fantasy, developed from some thoughts I had when I was driving bac...
With a nervous knot of anticipation in the pit of her stomach, Mandy studied the map of the college for about the tenth time that day. She didn't remember the last time she'd been so worried. She had arrived at the college the previous night, accompanied by her mother and stepfather. Her stepfather had taken care of everything for her, making sure that her...
Krista looked up from her computer. Her office atop the high-rise headquarters of her business had a great downtown view. She paused to scan the skyline. She was knee deep in things to do: hedging the commodities market to control a key rare earth metal, reviewing and rejecting another buyout offer, re-arranging her schedule to attend an emergency Total Woma...
My name is Ray Knight. I am a young black man living in Brockton, Massachusetts. Currently, I attend Brockton Community College, the largest community college in the state of Massachusetts. It's huge, with six campuses and over twenty five thousand students. The school has campuses in Brockton, Randolph, Bridgewater, Boston, Milton and Avon. It's also got on...
Chapter 2: The Awakening As we walked out the door of the bowling alley, I started to turn toward the rear parking lot to get my car but Sandy took me by the arm and said, "Let's go for a walk." When she had asked for a ride home earlier, it was for the benefit of the guys in the poolroom. Actually she lived just two blocks away in the duplex she shared wit...
Our story begins in a city under siege by corruption and greed. The dark society plagued by crime and violence. The city of Feronis prays for a hero to answer pleads for salvation. Perhaps the answer to their prayers as the cries are heard by the amateur crime fighter called Fury. But where there is light darkness is sure to follow, and lurking in the shad...
Sometimes, the arrogance of some people simply astounds me. Seriously. I think some White people, especially certain White women, were born with a sense of entitlement. They feel as though the world is theirs. Not because they've earned it but simply because of their skin color. And many of them think Black men and Black women, and all other so-called minori...
Ms. Gillian flattened her cloths one last time. Then she stood up straight and entered the classroom. As usual, the students were loud and didn't notice her entrance at first. Only when she slammed her books on the table, they stopped talking to each other and went back to their seats. After everybody was sitting, she cleared her throat and then started ta...
I was a senior in college when this happened to me. Since I was not from a rich family I had to work my way through college. Both my mom and dad worked hard just to pay for every thing for my younger brother and sister and I was left pretty much on my own. In high school I had the usual jobs at fast food places. During the first two summers in college I work...