fact or fiction
Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores relationship myths and truths to get your head out of the clouds and back into romantic reality.
Without Bad Luck, I Would Have NO LUCK AT ALL
When it comes to bad luck, I would have no luck at all. An analogy always associated with me...as well as "Always Angel" these type of quirky sayings have always made its way in my life. It makes me wonder if the universe truly has it out for me. I am at the budding age of 48, mother of three and yes, you would think I have myself together. Well, that is truly not the case. I make it in life out of hard work for others and no dedication to myself. I never understood what, in my way of thinking do I find this "hamster on a spinning wheel" process a good one. But, if it ain't broke, dammit don't fix it is my Golden Rule!
By angel parks5 years ago in Humans
Little Black Book
Blake is having a bad day. He not only lost his job as a deli-worker an hour ago but when he went back to his apartment, he gets evicted due to black mould growing in the walls. He’s got no one to go to and no prospects. Now he is sitting in a used bookstore called “The Next Page” having a cup of coffee with the last $2.00 to his name. He shakes his head, puts his hand to his forehead and sighs. Desperate, alone, and depressed, he doesn’t know what he is going to do.
By Erika Ravnsborg5 years ago in Humans
Susan's Perfect Little Find
Susan was not always so fortunate, but luck was on her side the day she bought her very first scratch ticket. She won $10,000 and felt on top of the world, so much so that she went back to her greatest passion, storage locker auctions. She traveled long and far to find some of the the biggest auctions in Oklahoma.
By Robin Tobin5 years ago in Humans
The Black Book
It was a typical day in the city of brotherly love. Winter was starting to come to an end. Lola has been grateful for the winter but is happy to see spring come. She has been going through tough times financially but has been keeping a smile on her face anyway. Things could be worse she thought to herself. I have much to be grateful for.
By Yahmina Miller5 years ago in Humans
Power in Knowledge
Power in Knowledge: The discovery in the little black book by: Patsha Ramsey David was an average statistic that grew up in foster care. He stood at an average 5’’8, wore he regular jeans and T-Shirt with a black hoodie, and he had a good sense of character. David was only 16 years old and could not figure out why his life had been so bitter. Growing up in Chicago, Illinois there was no boundary for a sense of what a safe place could be. It was surviving or die, kill, or be killed. The orphanage where he grew up in never lied to him about the possibilities of never being adopted. From what David understood, he was another baby found in the dumpster by a drug addict mother that could not get it right. As David grew to a young teen, he stopped questioning his fate. The foster home was an old school that was converted into a residential facility. It consisted of seven around the clock staff, a cook, and an old-fashioned woman that ran the place. David was grateful that the facility had treated him well over the years but could not see life at 18 years old. Most boys ran away and fell into the street life, but David wanted better. The boys ended up dead by age 17, David knew his chances of living a prosperous life was slim to none. For a boy like him, life was a gamble. David went to high school during the day and worked at a pizza joint on 11th street in the evenings. Graduating with honors was his goal in hopes to going to a descent college. He worked for this Italian man Named Mr. Moe. Mr. Moe was previously in the mob and grew from a gangster to a family-oriented person. Mr. Moe told David “The Streets will only be friendly when you risk things you cherish, but when Karma comes knocking at your door have your mind made up with your best decision.” David really did not know what Mr. Moe, meant and he never gave out much thought because David knew he was not going out dying to the streets. Being spiritual, but religious, David had moral about himself that he followed; He always told himself never do anything to anyone that can get you hurt or killed tomorrow. HIs average life would change but David had the slightest clue.
By Patsha Ramsey5 years ago in Humans
The Happy Accident
Sitting stuck in a cardboard moving box, cursing and pushing sweaty hair away from her grime-streaked face was not the way this was supposed to happen. Sophie had dreamt of meeting Franco Napoli perched on a stool in ritzy club, swinging a designer-clad heel or bumping into him at a party in an elegant frock, not sporting a ratty old t-shirt and denim skirt.
By Mary-Anne O'Connor5 years ago in Humans
Hickory Creek, Inc.
"I'm gonna sue that kid!" Millie Turner screamed. The poor girl was storming down the sidewalk, ranting like a lunatic. To be fair the white lab coat she was wearing didn't help her appearance. As she stomped past our house, Millie spotted me out the corner of her eye.
By Jeremy Jewitt5 years ago in Humans
The Little Black Book
It was about 6 am and I could feel the sun beating down on my thin blanket. I wanted to stay in bed but, I could hear my mother calling, “Sage this is the last time I’m going to call you down for breakfast!” I mustered the strength to drag myself out of bed. I headed straight to the bathroom to freshen up. I looked in the mirror and I had this weird feeling. For some reason, I knew today would be different than any other Sunday.
By courtney A Hairston5 years ago in Humans
