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On The Run
I heard rustling in the bushes to my right, I looked over to see if there was an animal of some sort but saw nothing. It was hard to see anyway with the sun shining in my eyes. It has to be at least a hundred degrees out. I was trying to catch some sun by the pond behind our house but after twenty minutes I almost couldn’t take it anymore. Summers in southern Georgia were brutal, I keep begging mom to move further north, but she doesn’t want to leave her job.
By Rachele Detwiler5 years ago in Families
My Father's Gift Horse
It was summer in Florida, and the days of August were hot and sweaty. The air hung thick with moisture, clinging to the skin and dripping from the brow. The damp heat was something I was well accustomed to, but the feeling that accompanied it was far divorced from my childhood. Back then it meant dripping ice cream, sandy shoes, and long, dehydrated days at the beach. It meant my mother, brandishing a newspaper like a bat, trying to corral me and my siblings back into the apartment. Now, however, the sun was angry and so was I.
By Anya Rallison5 years ago in Families
Mental Health during COVID-19
If you are reading this you are probably a parent or adult with whom this relates to. I first want to thank you, because honestly you could have spent your time doing other things, like laundry or sex. But you chose to come here and hangout- thank you! I promise this will be informative and educational straight from the mind of a practicing mental health professional and clinical social worker.
By Tanisha Robinson5 years ago in Families
Beyond the Pine Trees
The sun was just beginning to rise over the green hills surrounding the farm when Clara rose to attend to her daily chores. Her bed was made of straw and old sheets that the Petersons’ had given her when she first arrived at the farm. Clara was not permitted to stay at the farmhouse but was given a little corner in the barn to sleep in and eat her meals. There were six stalls. Four of which housed two mare Fell ponies named Lita and Honey and one gelding Shire horse named Bishop. In the fourth stall was a black stallion Clydesdale Horse. Clara named him Dorian. Clara and Dorian bonded almost immediately. She often wondered if it was due to their similar fates; being torn away from the life they loved and now forgotten in the shadows of an old barn.
By Veronica Lacchese5 years ago in Families
Fate
It had already been six days since he had a shower, but the water bill was $300 the previous month and Mario had it turned off for half of it. He was trying to get the kids funneled through first. All three of them had autism, so he still had to help wash their hair and ensure they were properly cleaned. Sometimes the simplest things people take for granted would take so long for all the boys, like tying shoes. Having a water pipe bust underneath the house forced him to think outside the box, and today’s solution was skipping his own shower again.
By Michael Novak of Saint Petersburg5 years ago in Families
Dear Momma
Savannah, 2020
By Adora Pino5 years ago in Families
HOW TO SAY GOODBYE
I sold everything. Everything I could. It didn’t matter how old the antique it was, or how much sentimental meaning it held, I got rid of all of it. I left those pieces with each memory it held of her, what items possessed her energy. Neither good nor bad, simply her. Items worth $20,000, if even, it didn’t matter to me. It would have for her. They were her belongings after all, but she isn’t here. I am and I don’t want them. The woman I once looked up to with the highest of respect, with the uttermost love that a child could hold for a mother. The woman who looked down on me with disdain; I was not her perfect child, I never would be. But she would still tell me she loved me, and maybe that was enough. Even though I wouldn’t hear it for a long time.
By Alistair C.5 years ago in Families
