Wake Up
Written by M.J.C Wake up! WAKE up! WAKE UP! Mom was yelling at me to wake up. She laughed now and in her voice I could see her smile that…
Author, Myron J. Clifton
Written by M.J.C Wake up! WAKE up! WAKE UP! Mom was yelling at me to wake up. She laughed now and in her voice I could see her smile that…
Written by M.J.C She was so focused. Her gaze did not waver and her body was motionless. Mom was determined and would not fail. There was noise all around; banging,…
Written by M.J.C Mom wanted to jog. She was just turning 30 or so and decided that she wanted to “get in shape” and jogging was all the rage in…
Written by M.J.C Mom decided that she would prepare the entire Thanksgiving meal herself, stay home with her own family, and relax on the holiday for once. Up to this…
Written by M.J.C I had read about this in comic books: It was the end of the world. Or at least the start of World War III. I stared at…
Written by M.J.C Continued… “RUUUUNNNNN!!” Dunya was yelling as the girls, bunched in the hallway outside Leah’s room saw the floating stuffed Bunny, with orange blood dripping from her tiny…
Written by M.J.C Continued… “The trick or treating was especially good this year,” Leah said to her friends. “Let’s go back to the haunted house,” Leah said, and and group…
Written by M.J.C I’m going to be Alice in Wonderland this year, Leah, proclaimed. Leah typically dressed up as classic characters – Minnie Mouse, 1950’s poodle skirt girl, and when…