The Faith of a Child

The Faith of a Child

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I turned. Mr Hallaron walked over. He’d put his hat on and was pulling a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. He lit one up just before he got to me, probably because he knows I hate it. I looked down…

The Last Fight

The Last Fight

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“QUIT IT!” She screamed. Her voice was raw from the effort of her screams, yelling until she was hoarse from it, exerting all of the anguish and rage through her voice as she finally fought back. It had been years of dealing…

The Worst House Guests EVER

The Worst House Guests EVER

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Dear Carol, Thank you so much for hosting us this past weekend. It was so amazing to finally be able to meet you after being friends online for so many years! My husband and I were stunned when we finally arrived at…

The Magic of Friendship

The Magic of Friendship

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Miss Lora was the type that spoke in all lowercase letters, sitting on her rickety porch swing, chewing tobacco and spitting at any kids who got too close. She couldn’t see well anymore, but refused to wear the glasses that hung ’round…

Parenting: My Core Values

Parenting: My Core Values

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Today’s writing prompt is “Core Values.” Since today is my son’s birthday, I’m going to write about my “Core Values” as a parent who has raised five children. This is NOT a comprehensive list of my parenting ideals/values, just the first things…

Hide & Seek

Hide & Seek

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She crouched down behind the boxes in the dark, doing everything she could to slow her breathing. To calm her erratic heartbeat. She put her hands over her ears, whispering to herself in her mind. ‘Squash it! Crush that fear. You can’t…

His Wild Flower

His Wild Flower

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He looked down at her hands wrapped in his, their fingers twined together as they had been probably millions of times over the last 46 years. He still remembered the first time she had taken his hand all those years ago. He…