siblings
Siblings are the only enemy you can't live without.
Girls Weekend
As the youngest of four girls within six years, my sisters and I are all very close. This wasn’t always the case, there was plenty of clothes and boyfriend stealing, as you can imagine, but as we’ve gotten older and more mature (ha ha), we’ve become best friends.
By Kelly Mendoza5 years ago in Families
The Back
It’s strange to think about how different life was back in 2006. For me, it seems like an entirely different life altogether. I was eight years old, my sister would have been ten, and my younger brother, Daniel, was barely two. We’d often spend our days running amuck on the seventy-two-acre property. There was an abundance of opportunities for summer swimming activities in the creeks which weaved through the property. But on the rare days we weren’t outside, we would find things to entertain ourselves with indoors.
By J. R. Lowe5 years ago in Families
Cooking Fool
A swirling ring of smoke making its way to the ceiling could only mean one thing. My mom was working late, and my older sister Tasha was in the kitchen standing in front of the stove, feverishly stirring, baking, or frying away the smell, taste, and look of what would be our dinner.
By Robbie Vaughn5 years ago in Families
Golden Summer
The sun was shining. The yellow flowers in the field reverently bowed and swayed to acknowledge the passing breeze while the sun’s rays generously bestowed their warmth to all below. However, none of that warmth reached Iola. In her heart was only the cruel frigidity of betrayal.
By Kara Hughes5 years ago in Families
