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.'
Simply Inherited
What was left of 16-year-old Azura's heart was a sadness unbearable with the death of her grandmother. Getting ready for Sunday morning church, October 13, was the easiest compared to the events an hour before the service. Azura remembered tying her shoes before hearing her mother burst through the back door, crying hysterically about the absence of a soul now gone from the world.
By Candis Ruiz5 years ago in Families
Fringe
His mama had raised him on the outskirts of humanity. She had told him many times about the hurts she had suffered from the people that she had known. That’s why they had been safe the day the earthshake, the Big One, the Quake of All Quakes had finally happened. They had been looking for reclaimed treasures at the West Contra Costa Sanitary Landfill when the first little tremors hit, but nothing really prepared them for the Big One when it happened.
By Annette Frisby5 years ago in Families
A Well Timed Gift
What little savings David James had in his account was down to the last $100. He guessed that the groceries in his cart would total about $90. Desperation clouded his thoughts with each passing day. He had applied at 3 jobs personally earlier that morning and applied for 6 more online. Same as he had done a few times a week for the last 6 months. He had worked a long time at Haywood and Cook Business Services. Had they not laid him off, he would have celebrated his 15th year with the company. Now he was unemployed, near broke, and struggling to even keep food in the house. It was the same for most of his friends and family since the pandemic. 2020 had been the worst year of his life.
By Tom Stasio5 years ago in Families
You were here already
Waking up to a knock on the door, Travis slowly put his feet into his slippers and made his way downstairs. When he opened the door there was no one there. He looked around and saw no one then looked down and saw a little black book. It was a shiny black almost glowing and in a strange never before seen color had the title “ you were here already”.
By Nolan Buenger5 years ago in Families
The Joke
A Practical Joke Frank Williams was a millionaire several times over, but if you met him on the street, you never would have guessed. His taste in attire ran to blue jeans, a well-washed cowboy shirt, and a woven straw hat with a soiled sweatband. His belly did attest to the fact that he ate well, but then some folks bulged with much poorer fare.
By Ramona Scarborough5 years ago in Families
Palmer's Books
The room was cold, dim, and quiet as the Palmer siblings looked at each other with disdain. None of them had spoken to each other in years, not because of a falling out, but because they were all so selfish, greedy, and caught up in their own privileged lives.
By Rachel C Willis 5 years ago in Families
The Curse
Friday 8:30AM February Jakob looked up at the Tobin Memorial Bridge shimmering in the crisp winter sun, contemplating his life. Seasons full of bad luck and constant pain. Stuck there motionless, he watched the Boston commuters scurry into the T station on their way to jobs they probably hated and families they loved. How he wished people could see into his soul and help him, touch him, reach him in a way that he truly needed. But they continued to pass by him, too consumed with their own lives to see a lonely, desperate and invisible man.
By Michael J Massey5 years ago in Families
Stillness
Saturday morning. He sat idly in the dark leather wingback chair my mother bought for him years ago, its age evidenced by the cracked hide where his legs rested. Steam no longer rose from the coffee mug next to him and an almond puff pastry he usually enjoyed for breakfast lay untouched, not a single crumb tempted out of place. The morning sun beamed brightly into the room, and I knew it was time.
By Rebecca Gillespie5 years ago in Families
X Marks the Spot
I want to tell you the story of Robert and Angelica Westberg. Brother and sister, Robert was the oldest with 11 years under his belt, so naturally, he was his sister’s keeper as she was only a mere seven years old. They lived, well, really, they didn’t live anywhere. They were homeless. They stayed mostly on the west side of 46th Ave but moved around when possible to avoid being caught and taken to an orphanage. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, they’re also orphans. Their parents, Micheal and Willow Westberg, died about six months ago. They went out for coffee and pastries one morning, and around 5 pm the same day, the police chief arrived at their home to tell the children the unfortunate news.
By Dejza Sims5 years ago in Families
