Tag: writing

  • The Firefighter

    I had been in love with firefighters since I was in kindergarten. It was the first time I had been rescued from a house fire. Since then, I have been rescued eight more times (but who was really counting?) Not every fire had been my fault, but I moved often enough no one in an…

  • Overnight Snow

    “Emily! Wake up! It’s snowing!” My sister shook my shoulder as she whispered into my ear. In response, I pulled my blanket up over my head. Suzanna was obsessed with winter. Obsessed with snow and obsessed with being outside when I much preferred to stay in bed during the winter. I hate the cold and…

  • Haiku

  • Beloved Teacher

    “She was a beloved teacher. Who could have done this?” I whispered as I watched the procession lead into the cemetery. Mrs. Rose had been my favorite teacher even though most people didn’t agree with me. Or even believe me when I told them how much she had helped me.  I had not been invited…

  • The Haunting

    I knew the house was haunted from the moment I set foot inside. I had always been sensitive to the paranormal and despite my brother saying it was because I had been dropped on the head as a child, I knew I was special. I had been studying witchcraft and was beginning to understand my…

  • Fairy Garden

    Photo by Justine Meyer on Unsplash I knew exactly what I was doing when I entered the store.  My parents were very strict, very straight and anything to do with fairies would blow their minds.  But there was something exciting about building an entire world for fairies.  An entire world for tiny beings not everyone could…

  • The Library

    Growing up in a large city, I could always find trouble to get into when my parents had to work late.  There were concerts, plays, sporting events, everything I could want to do to get some attention.  It wasn’t until I walked through the front doors of the public library that I realized what I…

  • Attorney’s Advice

    “Every phone call I got from him was bizarre.  Honestly, I got to the point where I just didn’t answer the phone if I didn’t recognize the number because I knew it was him.”  I stared at the attorney begging him to not ask any more questions.  I knew what he wanted to ask and I…

  • The Halloween Party

    I had been looking forward to Henry’s Halloween party all year.  I had missed his party the last two years because of unforeseen circumstances.  I was determined to have the best time and to win the costume contest.  The main requirement of the costume party was everyone had to make everything.  Sewing machines whirred year…

  • Painting Party

    I never knew paint could be as big of a problem as it ended up being the last time I ever used paint. You would think adults knew more about what was going to happen when wine was mixed with painting parties, but I guess common sense occasionally gets thrown out the window. Everything started…