My Parents Are Liars
My world used to be whimsy and bliss. But was it all built on a lie? Continue reading My Parents Are Liars
My world used to be whimsy and bliss. But was it all built on a lie? Continue reading My Parents Are Liars
For Dre Forst, memories of her father’s thoughtfulness mark her childhood. Continue reading Mornings and My Dad
Editor’s Note: While we read in the news about parts of Florida experiencing tornadoes, it seemed to be an appropriate time to share one student’s experience living through such a storm. By Braydon Cole When I was in fifth grade my siblings and I moved to Montana for a year to visit my father, who had recently met his girlfriend, Casey. On one particularly warm … Continue reading What’s it like to live through a tornado?
by: Shelby T. My brother and I were trick or treating a while back and we were having a really good time and there was a spooky looking house, so we went up to the doorstep. It was fairly dark, the only hint of light was from a black-light hung by the porch. The moon was covered by clouds, there were fake spider webs all … Continue reading One Creepy House: A Halloween Memory