Young Adult
Memoir | Hired as a Messenger | The U.S. Supreme Court | Part II of VI
Once I passed through the rigorous security screening at the Supreme Court entrance, I found myself sitting in the waiting area. I was enveloped by an atmosphere of eager anticipation as I prepared for my upcoming job interview.
By Mia Z. Edwards4 months ago in Chapters
The Forest of the Forgotten
The morning mist clung to Nova like ghostly fingers as Amnity adjusted her canvas backpack for the third time in the last five minutes. Ellie could tell the cold morning air was already starting to get to her. It made her smile. as she checked the supplies in her bag one last time. Rope, check. Water, of course. A small knife, and her mirrors, in case they get stuck in a bind.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | My Path to Independence | Part II of VI
I am a young woman of 26, proud of my unique blend of African and British heritage. My light-caramel-colored eyes reflect a mix of influences: my light-skinned complexion comes from my Caucasian grandfather, while my father, an African American, gifted me his lamb’s woolly, curly hair and full lips.
By Mia Z. Edwards5 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Interlude | Part II of VI | Networking
In an attempt to leave the housing projects in pursuit of employment and a brighter future, I found myself drawn to Capitol Hill, not just by ambition, but by the vivid world Elizabeth L. Ray painted in The Washington Fringe Benefit.
By Mia Z. Edwards5 months ago in Chapters
CH 1~ Waiting Out The Unpleasantness
Things had been so quiet, so serene for the entirety of “the unpleasantness,” as her sisters had been calling it, that Francine had trouble believing anything beyond the borders of their estate was amiss. Yet, she was sure something must be happening, or her father, Grantline Honorium Duke of the Nethervale, wouldn’t have sent them all out to their castle at the Nethervale months ago?
By K.B. Silver 5 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | The Nun | Part I of VI
I was a John Hayden Johnson Middle School student in Washington, D.C. During one of my classes, I felt an intense pain around my belly button, which gradually shifted to the lower right side of my abdomen. The pain was so severe that I couldn’t stand up straight.
By Mia Z. Edwards5 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Hostess | Part I of VI
I loved my role as a hostess! I felt like I was on cloud nine, serving as the hostess at Larry Forgione’s Signature Café in the prestigious Lord & Taylor’s Department Store, nestled in the posh neighborhood straddling Washington, D.C., and Chevy Chase, Maryland.
By Mia Z. Edwards5 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Maximus Leonetti | Part I of VI
Growing up in the projects, we weren’t exactly rolling in dough. But whenever legal or financial troubles knocked, Maximus Leonetti was our fixer. He was also a fountain of wisdom for us youngsters, offering advice and information relevant to our experiences as African Americans navigating the hurdles of life.
By Mia Z. Edwards5 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Murderer | Part I of VI
In our tight-knit community, in ‘the housing projects’, there lurked a sinister presence — a murderer. This individual had a chilling preference for targeting women whose names began with the letter “D.” The fear that gripped the projects was palpable. People were afraid to step outside, the matriarchs hesitated to let their children play freely, and even the ‘secular matriarchs’ avoided gathering in the Court during the evenings. Suspicion hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over our once-harmonious community.
By Mia Z. Edwards5 months ago in Chapters
