There was a person with learning disabilities in our neighbourhood, a man named Johnny who was 19 years old at the time of this story, while I was a 43 year old divorced woman who lived alone. Although Johnny was suffering from Down syndrome, he was very kind, polite and responsible. Unfortunately, the same can't be said about some of the guys and girls of...
This is my very first attempt at this sort of writing, and also my first submission. Please go kindly on me. Marphisa looked at her toes, so unfamiliar in these shiny, black, patent leather shoes. How could this happen? How could fate be so cruel as to make her live through this day, when she hadn't yet reached her eighth birthday? As Marphisa looked out...
Danny had just sealed the Ghosts back into the Ghost Zone and then his parents shot him in his Phantom form with their Weapon. He was now lying in the Forest of Amity Park when he suddenly began to notice that he was shrouded in a golden glowing aura. A clock appeared in front of him he saw the appeared Clockwork from it. "Do you know what the glowing m...
You are an 18 year old boy surrounded by bullies everywhere you turn. Your high school has apparently elected you the mascot of the losers and wimps and selected you to receive the lion's share of attention from the bully boys while simultaneously being ignored at best by the girls you lust after. At home, your family is cruel and controlling or coddling and...
Constance May was a full-figured lady of color. As a young girl she had attended church every Sunday and had then married a hard-working young man who attended her church. She was nineteen and she bore him a son and then a daughter. She grew up having faith in a divine creator, and that through the love of a husband and children she could live a good life an...
Brian had recently turned eighteen, he was finally a man. Although he didn't quite feel it. He was much smaller than the other boys around his age being only 5'4" and weighing in at a measly 120 lbs. With black hair, pale smooth complexion, skinny but proportionate limbs and wide hips that contoured his firm bubbly butt, his effeminate features didn't q...
Interview 4: Farah the Predator Don't fuck with me; it's a simple set of instructions necessary to have a happy, healthy life. But honestly that may not be enough, I'm a fickle mistress and a predator, if the mood takes me I will take you. I'm asked sometimes why I do cut my hair so short, why do I make an effort to appear so androgynous. In my youth my ha...
My parents divorced when I was 6. I was brought up by my dad, and I did not make it easy for him. I was the classic product of a broken home, as we used to say. I became a chronic bed wetter, meaning my dad had to wash all the sheets and bedclothes most days - and this was before many people had washing machines. He took them to a launderette. Why he didn'...
Chapter 3 Paul Donnelly, Jr. was already in college my last summer with the Build-A-Village program. He'd been in college for two years, but Mrs. Wellington, the teacher who supervised the trip, adored Paul. She worked him in at the last minute as a chaperon. Paul was excited by the responsibility. He found the situation hilarious. He loved the responsibili...
This is was not written to motivate or dishearten anyone, I wrote it to get what I am feeling off my chest. I have no writing experience. I am not American or British so excuse the errors. ------------- I've been spending every waking moment for the past few months trying to convince myself that I'm not a waste of space or as I have heard a oxygen thief....