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The next step was a choice of a direction or not

The next step was a choice of a direction or not. I stepped forward with care, feeling the ice crystals under my feet and ice crumbs beneath my pantlegs. My feet took me through...

I woke up and looked at my watch

I was lying on my bed, looking at my watch. “You have to go to work now,” she said. “Get up and get to work.” I stood up and grabbed my backpack. “Do you...

As I approached the edge of the cliff, two men stepped up to my aid

A shadow moved close, but it was only the shadow of the falling snow, and they quickly made my way to my feet. A second later their feet were next to mine followed by...

It’s been a year and a half since I last saw my dad, he’s been sick for a year and a half now and...

In 2004 my father had to retire due to a stroke and since then he has been living with my mom in their home and he doesn’t get around and he was never homesick...

In our series of letters from African journalists, film-maker and columnist Farai Sevenzo reflects on the death of her father

My eyes were frozen on the man by the fire. His brown hair stood up like fire-dipped flamingo feathers. His gaze was piercing yet fearful. I could feel the cold through my skin now,...

As Mark walked into the casino, his smile turned into a nervous grin, as he waited for the cashier to take his card

But then something out of nowhere caught his eye, and as he watched Samuel, his friend, take his card, his smile began transforming into a confident smirk. His eyes sparkled, as if they were...

It’s been a long time since I’ve written a blog, but I’ve been thinking a lot about my mother and how she never seemed...

During my childhood it seemed like my dad’s life was pretty ordinary it was also pretty easy, my mom would always try to make things easier on herself, but she never really tried to...

“I’m going to watch a movie with you,” Angie said

“That’s what dreams are for,” she said. “I guess that’s true,” I said. I look at Angie and her reflection in the window. The sun hits both of us. “Here comes my life coach.”...

It’s been a long time since I’ve written this but I’m going to tell you a little bit about my dad

I think my dad was born in Montana and I live in Oklahoma but I still try to travel up and down the western United States every chance I get no I had to...

“I’m going to cry,” I said

“I don’t know if I should laugh or cry,” she said. “I love your dreams. Most of the time, they are the most awesome, sweetest, most perfect nights of my life.” “Me too,” I...

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Tommy’s mission was to escape from the waking world

He needed to figure out a way to get back to his own body, so that he could complete his mission without having to go through the motions of a waking life. There was...

Beth stood atop the headland, watching the waves crash gently onto the ocean, feeling suddenly as if she was being pulled away from herself,...

Yet as she gazed out into an ocean that seemed to beckon as an unknown singer sang a song of longing, Beth felt suddenly as if she had been the one to place the...

The green eyes looked at Danielle, and then at the knight

“Sorry,” Danielle said, as she saw the last of the needles float out of sight, and the wall in front of the knight collapsed. She looked back down at the green eyes. “Is it...