Julie Angleton
Bio
I am currently in school for an education degree but I love to write and have since I can remember. I live in Kansas with my chihuhua mix dog, Charlie, and live my life as a type on diabetic with energy and pride.
Stories (2)
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Sonna's Flower
There once was a family who lived in a small cottage away from any other human. They grew their own vegetables and made their own clothes. Everything was quiet as the family grew by a small girl with the name of Sonna. Her hair was as yellow as the sun with eyes that glowed underneath the moon. As she lived in the stone cottage of books and gardens she fell in love with growing her vegetables.
By Julie Angleton5 years ago in Families
Grandmother's eyes
A white house with windows into a pink-walled home, a creaky wooden deck holds a white wooden bench with paint chipping off. We sit as the sun sets with orange, yellow, and red after a day of work. The door with an iron ‘C’ marking my grandmother’s house open to let a musky air out from the spoiled food and moldy sponges, running a small hand over the iron as the adults handle the musk. I was young, like anyone would be when she watched me as my mother went off to adventures unknown. We made cookies in her absence, I cleaned my grandmother’s glasses’ for once, played with an old telephone wrapped in cloth, and on that white wooden bench with paint chipping off we creaked as my mother pulled up again.
By Julie Angleton5 years ago in Families
