siblings

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The Memory
Driving home, the gloomy clouds rippled against the heaven’s skin like a rolling carriage, awaiting the long stars journey. I couldn’t wait to enter the home of the quiet and my cat “Meow-Ka,” named after my best friend Bianca, after dropping it off as a present. She hoped it would appease my heart’s jarring journey as she left for military training on their base, Fort Irwin, this past spring.
By Diamond B3 years ago in Families
24 Days of Elfmas
Since moving to North America from the UK 11 years ago, I have had to learn to grow accustomed to the subtle little differences compared to life back home. I wouldn't say that I have ever had culture shock, but there are certain things that are different for example, fires on the beach to cook s’mores in the summer (illegal in UK (fires, not s’mores I mean)), S’mores, driving on the right side of the road and going around roundabouts backwards, paying to have a bank account, not having to pay to have a TV, etc etc
By Anthony Jennings3 years ago in Families
A Visit To Grandpa Christmas' House
For more than 24 hours, white fluffy joy floated peacefully, travelling down from frowning darken grey clouds creating a frozen snow blanket canvas that hid the pristine green pastures until warmer temperatures arrive in the spring.
By Marc OBrien3 years ago in Families
Hardest Time of The Year for Many
Our family has always been close when my mother and father were still here. We were like any other family I would guess. Where you only see them on the holidays then don’t talk to them much for the rest of the year.
By Kerrie G.Diaz3 years ago in Families
What to See While Choosing a Baby Body Lotion?
Baby Body Lotion Choosing the right baby lotion for your child can be very complicated, don't worry, this blog will help you with the points that you must take into account to get the best baby lotion for your baby. Babies' skin is very delicate compared to adult skin; therefore, you need to be very specific when choosing products for your baby.
By Muhammad Asif 3 years ago in Families
Coming Out Dinner🦃
I met him at The Beginning of the Summer. His eyes were not focused on mine, I scanned the Room and followed the footsteps of my best friend I galloped along at his pace...
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)3 years ago in Families
Thanksgiving, 1990-Something
It was the Thanksgiving of 1990-something. I still lived in my childhood family home in Toledo, Ohio, my grandparents were still alive, my brother was still alive, my parents were still happily-ish married, and my aunt’s most-favorite-dog-of-all-time was still alive and well. Not to start on a morbid note. But all things considered, it really was one of the best memories I have of Thanksgiving, as fucked up as it was.
By Alexandra Sedlak3 years ago in Families
My final Christmas Celebration
The story of my final Christmas celebration/family gathering involves: 1. A food "faux pas"
By Jay,when I write3 years ago in Families
Aunt Bonnie
She was 70 and on oxygen the Thanksgiving that she pulled a butcher knife on my father...her brother...Jack. Then she threw it at him, but he ducked in time and it stuck quivering in her cupboard for a millisecond before crashing to the floor. Ordinarily, I’d label this event as “traumatic” but taken as a whole, it was just a single scene in a surface “normal”, albeit dysfunctional family Thanksgiving. There is poignancy in the fact that it would be our last one but that didn’t have anything to do with weapons. In any case, cousin Jeannie (Bonnie’s daughter) and I were too busy rifling through Bonnie’s closet for evidence of two of Bonnie’s children’s paternity, that we were not present for the argument that led up to the incident.
By Tammy Castleman3 years ago in Families
A Christmas I Don’t Remember Forgetting
There was poop and pee everywhere. On the floor, on the couch. Even a day later, and after a good cleanup, I was still finding poop in nooks and crannies. It even haunted me in my dreams. This is not a good way to start a story, I know, but given the theme of this writing challenge, I thought it best to give a preview where this is going. The events of this disastrous holiday gathering began so innocently, and as a result, I never could have foreseen such a revolting aftermath.
By Ghostface Writer3 years ago in Families
Yellow Shirt Girl
In my family, Thanksgiving is always quite the ordeal. There are so many people in my family that it’s always a really large gathering, but it’s usually the same people who attend it every year. Cousins, siblings, grandparents, and even some of our more distant relatives all join together at my great aunt’s large home, where we host a potluck brunch and everyone brings their favorite dishes. We gather around to watch movies and eat as many helpings of food as we can fit in our stomachs. However, a few years ago, we had an unexpected guest.
By Brenna Williams3 years ago in Families
Single Kenyan Moms Blamed For Children's Behavior: Not Poverty, Polygamy, Gender-Based Violence or Untrained Teachers
During Covid-19 lockdown in Kenya the incidents of gender-based violence grew out of control. Hundreds of Kenyans ended up on the streets, many with their children to escape violence in their homes. So much so that BBC filmed the famed documentary in Kenya about the high rising incidents of gender violence.
By IwriteMywrongs3 years ago in Families