Teenage years
The Night My Mom Died
The air in the cafeteria was chilly with the night breeze. I was still riding a wave of adrenaline from my performance with my middle school honor band. Parents were meeting their kids, congratulating them for a job well done, and everyone began funneling out to the parking lot.
By Shannon Moose4 years ago in Confessions
The Ex-Con, My Newborn Sister, and Me
This is how my story ends. I was sure of it. A two-door car sped down a winding road in Lexington, Kentucky. A cooler in the back seat knocked around. It’s owner, Mark, tanner than Brazilian cowhide, with sunglasses precariously resting on the back of his head, yelled to me, his eyes off the curved asphalt.
By B. Pratt4 years ago in Confessions
Clever Alternatives
Growing up, me and one of my cousins were best friends. We hung out every weekend and talked on the house phone every day after school and wrote each other notes when we were in school and unable to do those things. Her parents were a lot cooler than mine so her house was kind of the spot, especially as we got into our teen years. I thought we were a lot alike. Full of sarcasm and hormonal rage, it seems, in retrospect, we had little in common. I figure it to be a mutual appreciation for certain words, flannel, sad boys, and poetry; some of which didn’t hold up for either of us. Now, I’m a full-time beatnik and she is a young professional. I am the Tarot-reading sexual deviant and overall degenerate. She is a lawyer. We liked music, I guess. And it makes sense because even in high school I was a bit of a mentally-unstable burnout and she was an advanced placement superstar. She was never too keen on things like smoking cigarettes or weed like I was. But for some reason, she was willing to risk it all for a very special three-day trip…
By Lolly Paige Lennox4 years ago in Confessions
Spidey-Daddy
Like a fair number of late high school early-college age kids, my friends and I decided to engage in a night of hooping, hollering, and all kinds of admittedly stupid antics. I think back on both fondly and with high levels of cringe. The challenges started while we were driving home from the beach one day, and my friend, who we’ll call Gregor, declared we would be playing a game of truth and dare during the car ride home. The group consisted of me, “Gregor,” “Katie,” “Darrin,” and “Kyle.” We were almost home. Maybe it was to keep everyone awake and alert as we made the early-evening drive back home.
By Tyler C Douglas4 years ago in Confessions
Castle of Cards Queen. Third Place in Inside Jokes Challenge.
Invincibility travelled up and down my veins. I was 15 and for the first time nothing could stop me. After being bullied my whole childhood, I embodied the black swan and my fierce dance poisoned the environment with pheromones.
By Gabi4 years ago in Confessions
Adolfo
I’ve never looked at a pair of boxer briefs the same since 2014. It’s just one of the many reasons my friends expect things to go left when we all get together. My two best friends and I were moving to our college campuses in the upcoming fall and we decided to take a road trip that summer before our new lives began. What better way to spend it by going to Six Flags Fiesta Texas? We were so excited to take our first (and last) solo trip before adulthood. The drive was mostly nothing out of the ordinary; a couple of hours from Houston to San Antonio.
By Jae-lin Mitchell4 years ago in Confessions
Where's Your Sweater?
Don't ever let me get bored. My creative (insane?) brain absolutely hates being bored, and will invent things just to stay active. Normally, I can channel these impulses into research for a jewelry or craft project, but when I'm trapped....
By Meredith Harmon4 years ago in Confessions
Night of the Heathens
It was our senior year of high school with only a month to go before graduation. One of my closest friends at the time was a girl named Kay. We'd known each other since the fourth grade and had been friends ever since. We bonded over a similar wacky sense of humor, Super Mario games on SNES, and What Lies Beneath with Michelle Pfeiffer.
By Marc Peraino4 years ago in Confessions
