Have you ever envisioned how it is to see one of your family members dead? It may be unusual, to begin with an ending; however, all endings are actually beginnings, it’s simply that we didn't know it at that particular time. It was all going great, we were four, my father was a corporate representative mother was home creator, and lastly, my sister was in her schooling. We were all so associated with each other that it wa...

I called 911. When they arrived, they told me she was dead. They took the body away.After asking where my parents were, they made me call my best friend's mom, telling her to stay with me until my parents got off their flight. Then they left.Mrs. Crothers had arrived quickly and now sat in the living room uncertainly. The silence was unfriendly. The walls seemed to press inwards, trapping me. Her purple dress was rumpled...

"We'll be back in a few hours. Don't call us – we'll be on the plane."I nodded and rubbed the back of my neck, the phone pressing uncomfortably against my ear. "Okay, Mom.""Can I talk to Caroline?"I looked over at my sister. She was curled up in a ball of gray sweats, only her tear-streaked face peeking out. I raised my eyebrows in a silent question and she shook her head slightly. I nodded and said into the phone, "Uh, s...

Designed to be soft... Fighting to survive in this lifetime. Loves unconditionally without expectation. Willing to get pregnant with a child for nine months. Willing to endanger her life by giving birth. Surrendering her life for the one man. Designed to be needy... Her loved ones first in everything she does. Happy to have made you smile. A slave by choice for life. Provides a homey atmosphere. Loves to take care of her...

My Anna, why did you choose to leave me? The answer I may never know. So with a heavy heart I try to come to terms with that you are gone. Anna my Anna, as children we were always together. Even when not in the same room you were not very far from me. We were like twins only from different parents. My Anna, we always had the support of each other. When papa went off on his many work deeds, he knew we were always thick as ...

lying awake light flooding from under the crack in the door voices starting at a whisper, slowly growing louder till they escalate so much I can hear them in my fevered dreams midnight already, but the storm hasn’t even begun woken up by another fight that I have not partaken in “open the door isabelle” “please, for the love of god, open the door” “open it or I’ll kick it in” I tried to block them out once, bought earplug...

Is it wrong of me to feel slightly envious? I know I shouldn't, it's really not anyone's fault. You're over there and I am here, But you got out before I had a chance. I saw it proven, people take to you more. I was just the other one, who just tagged along. Even you were distant at times. That didn't stop me from loving you. Is it sad now, that you're so far away? You left without saying so much as a goodbye. Do you know...

Cigarette butts littering the bedroom and yard, I can see in your eyes the alcohol and drugs. No, I don't mean the legal stuff... I mean the stuff that will get you locked up for possession as soon as you turn eighteen. I mean the dangerous stuff. Those highs you love so much? The escape from reality? I hope you love them as much or more than your life, because they shorten, and sometimes take, it. Trust me, my older sist...

It’s 1955, on a farm in Round Butte, Montana. I am Eloise, and I’m four. This is what happened today: After chores, and breakfast, and after my older sisters went to school, I followed my mom around. She was cranky and angry and shook her fingers at me in a way that said “leave.” So I sat and looked at my new brother for a minute, but he’s too small to be interesting yet. I climbed upstairs backwards, and sat on my bed an...

Janie turned onto the old gravel road and stopped. The old cruel memories she left thirty years ago came flooding back and made her almost turn around and head back to New York to beg for her job she had just quit a week ago. At that time, she felt it was the right thing to do. Now, she was not so sure. She had not seen her mother since she left that dreadful day. Now she was getting ready to travel down the long gravel r...

This is for Vanessa. This isn't a funny entry. So don't laugh. Don't even smile. Because I told you on the night we first met, 'I am not stable'. Your parents went to bed early. Too old to give a fuck about something so banal like New Year's Day. My brain was 80% empty when I said okay. You smiled at me and took your clothes off, and then mine. I struggled against our heavy breath like a drowning child at the deep end of...