Victoria M. Johnson
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Victoria M. Johnson is an aspiring writer, just looking to find their voice. They grew up in Southern California and obtained their degree in creative writing at California State University- San Bernardino.
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Upon the Hill
“Do you know you’re just like this here, pear tree?” My grandmother spoke out loud. What an odd question, I thought. A question many years later that I often pondered about. During the time, I did not even realize the lesson that she was trying to instill into me, but now I fully understand. “You see this tree here, all alone by itself, with no signs of growth?” She waved me over.
By Victoria M. Johnson4 years ago in Fiction
The Green-Light
The game was out of reach when Dylan Morrison had stepped up to the plate. His team was up nine to nothing going into the seventh inning, and a new reliever was tasked with the job of stopping any further damage by getting out of the inning. He was a bit wild with his pitches, not seeming to control his stuff by walking the batter before Dylan and loading the bases. This at-bat was huge. A rookie, coming off the bench, seeking his first-ever career hit in the majors. A dream he had had ever since he was a boy, watching the game that he loved. As Dylan stepped into the batter’s box, he could not help but feel some nerves, knowing that the world was watching. It was a warm summer night in June, which meant the ball would travel farther if he could get the barrel of his bat to the ball. With the lights shining brightly over the stadium, it all seemed majestic from where Dylan was standing. Fresh cut grass, a roaring crowd from every direction, and of course, a giant billboard that featured his name and face. In theory, he had made it, but what would he do with that time?
By Victoria M. Johnson4 years ago in Fiction
