Mom got a First class ticket to Heaven, that's for sure.Everybody who knew my mom, absolutely adored her.She always helped others or she would bust her butt trying.It was so sad when her doctor said that she was dying.Now she's in Heaven and she has eternal happiness.Having her for my mother truly made me blessed.She decided to return to her hometown of Sneedville in 2011.When she passed away, she got a First class ticket...

Things haven't been going well since Mom died one year ago today.A big part of me died with her when she passed away.For the last 365 days, I've been going through Hell.Everybody who knows me, knows that things aren't going well.One day before Mom's death, there were two things that I decided to give her.A stuffed Easter bunny and a card and they were buried with her.Life hasn't been easy because I've been to Hell and bac...

I wish I could be there for her! I wish I could be a shoulder for her to lean. She has lost her everything, That would be her hope, confidence and every other thing – her father! I wish I could stay with her and hug her tightly. I wish I could take her hand and say, “I’m here, and don’t you worry” I wish I could give her confidence, I wish I could wipe her tears and make her lean on me; She’s my best friend and I couldn’t...

Do you remember when you wanted to lose yourself, when you wanted nothing but to dissolve into the crevices of the walls behind you and fade into nothingness, when you wanted to say goodbye to everyone but save yourself the pain of departure by just fading away into the bitter air that frequently surrounded you, freezing you to the point where you thought the cold seeped into your soul and numbed everything? I think you d...

Everyone has a story to tell. This is but a small portion of mine that I normally keep private because telling it causes me to relive the pain within it. I once had dreams of being an artist. Instead of following my dream I got married, choosing normal when I was anything but that. Sifting through the remains of my former existence and preparing to start my life over, I am overwhelmed by memories and lost years. After the...

In five seconds, the boosters shut down, the computer and console went dark, the artificial gravity disappeared, and the main lighting deactivated. Within moments, the pair of emergency lights providing dim illumination flickered and quit. At the same time, I felt a tingling sensation moving along my skin, I became nauseated, and I saw lights flashing where no lights existed. I heard Loflin exclaim, “EMP!” Then our little...

Chapter 56 Twenty Years Later LEVIR. My name is Levir, I am originally from the planet of Crumbling Rose of Andromeda Galaxy, forced into exile with the rest of my Duhi order, or, rather those, who survived. We have moved to the planet of Lira to escape the persecution for breaking the Law. Twenty years ago Izumrud (Zumi), the de-facto leader of Crumbling Rose who helped to overthrow the unfair Law, was killed by a rival...

Lightning crashes, thunder rolls,The Crow has taken flight,Lightning crashes once again,The Crow is now in sight.I've felt this way so many times,Death comes and surrounds,A fight for life I stand alone,My heartbeats slowing down.Lightning crashes to the ground,The thunder like a quake,The Crow is circling round me now,My soul he plans to take.From this dark life into the next,To the nether world I'll go,The lightning cra...

Romero looked at me and said, “This is my bitch to slap. Get to your lifepod. I’ll buy the time you all need.” I waited a moment. “Ensign, get your ass out of here and kiss my girl for me when you get planet-side.” I asked him, “Which planet?” “Any, sir! I have a girlfriend on every one!” Just like a jarhead to have a woman on every planet and station. He was a brave man. We both knew if he remained, he wouldn’t be leavin...

The thing about funerals is that it's not only the poor bastard on the casket who looks dead. As you reach out to grab the crying son's shoulder or the wailing husband's hand, you see the hollows in their cheeks and their ashen faces and feel skin unnervingly cold from the twenty-year-old air conditioners whirring in the background. You see how screwed up everyone is, how the hundreds of tears they cried have taken half o...

How do you spell beautiful woman, its spelled A-G-N-E-S.Everybody who was a part of Mom's life was truly blessed.Mom was blessed with both outer and inner beauty.She would've still been beautiful even if she had been ugly.She was the kindest woman that I've ever known.But she's dead and I feel hollow because I'm alone.She would've helped anybody who was in need.My Mom was a wonderful person indeed.I wanted her to survive...

That’s not it, she’s not yours.Why? Why isn’t she mine?You shouldn’t chase her, you don’t deserve her.Why?She’s not yours,She’s a kid. A human being.She’s not a kid, She’s a key.Glowing, green, energy ball,Stuffed in a meat wrapperthe one that will end it all,end our sufferingWhy? She was made that way. She’s evil, that key.Shallow cuts, that’s the key to the key,She’ll die, the world will die,We’ll all die. Just for the...

My Mom's name was Agnes. Her maiden name was Greene. She was the youngest of five children. She had one sister and three brothers. They are/were Ina Mae Dooley, Everette Greene, James Greene and Norman Greene. Two of Mom's siblings are also deceased. Norman died of lung cancer at the age of fifty-six in 2001.The other sibling who is deceased was Mom's younger brother. His name was Burkette Greene Junior. Sadly, he died wh...

The light,Blissful and soft.Warm and inviting.Sometimes it calls me,I never listen.But what would it be like?The right cocktail of drugs,Slowly slipping away,No pain, just a blissful feeling.But in the darkness......Hope.A feeling? A person! It keeps me going, she keeps me going...Don’t take away my hope.For what is Hell,But the total absence of hope? So, I write.I write to keep those thoughts and feelings at bay. People...

We used to call it the big "C"And it has had effects on me. The women in our world have wonOur pity for what fate has done.  Great Aunts I never knew have passed,Their horrid war they lost at last.Too late my Meme saw her truth.We never will forget, in sooth. Her daughter, Auntie VioletPassed much too soon, should be here yet. Our Mother, Betty was her name,Could not remain, our loss the same. But we have won some battles...