by Erica—Age 34—Baltimore, MD
One thing Daddy liked to say was that travel broadened the mind. Consequently, my brother and I attended five elementary schools, two middle schools, and two high schools.
I knew I would be the biggest dork in the new school, no matter how many misfits already attended. In those thick plastic-framed glasses, knee […]
by Todd—Age 35—Muncie, IN
My eighth-grade year burst into flames when my best friend Kess, whom I had known since birth, moved from Tulsa to New Orleans. I watched the explosion from the dark of my family’s living room. I couldn’t see his house from there, but I could see the moving truck driving away. I […]
by Paul—Age 56—Santa Rosa Beach, Florida
My brother’s face is almost mine, a mirror image really though I’d argue that his head is squarer. Look at the pictures closely, you’ll see. Mine is a tall rectangle. That’s me on the right. I think? I can’t say the same about our personalities. While I lean toward sports […]
I walked up to the bank of the river and saw a metal hoop sticking out of the water. I tried to grab it with my right hand, but it was just out of reach. I remember my fingernail barely brushing the metal. I found a stick and reached out again. Water sprayed […]
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