fact or fiction

Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about our family dynamics, traditions, and if there's such thing as a 'perfect family.'

Ray of Sunshine
When I was little and people mostly ignored me, I saw things and I knew things about people. My mom taught me one important lesson that made me smarter than most of my friends:
By Claire English5 years ago in Families
Sisi's Perfect Story
“Look at them, they’re all so beautiful. I don’t see why anyone would choose me when they could have one of them,” the little black book sighed as she eyed the others.
By Steffy Bee5 years ago in Families
The Mysterious Happenings of Horne Mansion
14-December-1924 I was at my desk in my apartment in London when I heard a knock at the door, I was not expecting any visitors and, as tempted as I was to pretend I was not at home, I answered it, “Is this the apartment home of Julius Priest?”
By Janae Messerly5 years ago in Families
Odyssey of the Heart
“I can’t believe you are here! How was the drive? Come in! How did this happen?” The torrent of words flowed past her unheeded as their eyes met, two pairs of quiet blue eyes locked for an eternity. She waited… there! A small twitch on one side of his mouth, a ghost of a smile and she knew he remembered. Dropping to her knees, she opened her arms. He took a few steps forward and rested his head on her shoulder as she wrapped him in a gentle embrace and cried.
By Sherri Barsy5 years ago in Families
Farm Secrets
I spent my first 24 years on a tiny 4 acre farm in between woods on the Key Peninsula in Washington state. The farm held our yellow farmhouse, vegetable fields, and pens for our several chickens, pigs, and bunnies. This farm is just a blip in the world, but it was an accomplice to a dark and terrible family secret. My name is Eva Little and this is my story.
By Lis5 years ago in Families
Discreetly Rooted In Concrete
Family will always be there for you. Until they are no longer able. Inevitable miseries; as their body disables. Sienna stepped out of the lecture hall after her class at University. She was finished Sociology for the day. The muggy heat of summer made school awful.
By Tiernan Blair-Mitchell5 years ago in Families
The Missing Journals
‘Do you wanna get something from the shop?’ Sian asked her mum. ‘Yeh, I do actually. What, we walking there?’ Sian’s mum replied ‘Yup’ Sian replied in a slight huff.
By Shanice5 years ago in Families
Butterfly Key
On a warm spring day, a baby girl was born at a local hospital in Houston, Texas, to a lovely couple, Jack and Amber. They named the baby, Michelle. Soon the couple went home with their beautiful little girl. The parents loved and nurtured her. They were a close-knit family. After several weeks, Jack returned to work as a high school geometry teacher. Amber, however, did not return to her job as a childcare worker at a local daycare facility. Both parents agreed that she should stay at home with their little girl for a few years.
By DELON DELAFOSSE5 years ago in Families
A Moment in Time in our Village
Sitting in the kitchen with my family, I see their mouths moving, but I can't hear a thing. Did I survive, or am I dead?
By Patricia Rosa5 years ago in Families
Honey I'm Serious!
"Follow your mother! Ellie, where are your gloves?!" Dad with practiced experience quickly begins to ransack the minivan as mom herded the little toddlers towards the pathway leading to the small pond.
By Charles Johnson5 years ago in Families
What He Was Meant To Do
“You really should join us full time.” Art pushed his plate away as he and Cole finished their meal. “No thanks Art” replied Cole. “My life right now is pretty good”.
By Peggy Terry5 years ago in Families
Risley
CHAPTER 1 My name is Risley. I am 4. And I am rich. CHAPTER 2 Today is my birthday and today I got five cards with my name written inside all of them. I know what my name looks like so I know they were for me. R-I-S-L-E-Y. I got one from Grandad, one from Nan and Pop, one from Aunty V, one from Weird Uncle Bruise, and one from Mrs Grundypants from next door. I don’t think that’s her real name but that’s what my dad calls her. And in each card was paper money, except for the one from Weird Uncle Bruise. His card said, “Seasons Greetings” and was stuck to a jar of pickles. I don’t know what “season” or “greetings” mean, but I do know that I don’t like pickles.
By Jay Clark5 years ago in Families