fact or fiction

Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about our family dynamics, traditions, and if there's such thing as a 'perfect family.'

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I had lived with my grandma and grandpa for years, and everyday, everything was always the same. Until one night, it wasn't. Sounds dramatic, I know, but think about it- when you are a kid with no siblings, living in the middle of no where, it all becomes drastic when things go left.
By JayMarie5 years ago in Families
The Mouse and the Barn Owl
Carrie was sick of the snow. Two days of shivering and nearly starving were plenty. Had she not skillfully removed the cheese wedge from the mouse trap, she would have starved. She could tell by the cramps and pains that labor was close at hand. To add to her misery, a barn owl had made its way into the barn.
By Jim Clevenger5 years ago in Families
Lost and Found
My wife was struggling through labor with my daughter. The doctors told us it's causing too much stress on our little girl who was to be born, and that one of them will not make it. I didn't know what to do or how to stay strong for my wife while she was battling to keep them both alive. I stayed by her side the whole time, it gave her the strength needed. We had a child, Sova.
By Sonny jacobs5 years ago in Families
Where the Purple Mushrooms Grow
Spying a mouse scurrying along a wall, the barn owl lifted his wings and launched silently into the night air, flying arrow-true to the empty space where he and the quarry should soon converge. But at the last possible moment, the mouse dove into a hole in the wall as the owl’s talons closed and he coughed in frustration.
By John Cox5 years ago in Families
The Barn Owl
It was autumn the day she died. It wasn’t cold like the depths of autumn can get around here, but certainly passed the line of summer. Like a true change of the season, it rained in the morning and had a chill in the air that made me think it might be time to start putting away the furniture on the back patio. By the afternoon though, the sun was out but the air was crisp. Yellow and burnt orange leaves had already started their descent and I made my way to the barn outback to get the rake and start the dreaded seasonal chore.
By Irene Dube5 years ago in Families
The Owl That Took Me There
It was miserably cold but as he kept his hands around my waist, I couldn’t help but feel warm and secure. Now, most people (if they knew) would ask me why are you sharing your soul with 1. Someone you barely know. 2. In such an odd place? My reason is exceptional. Sexual intercourse is my stress reliever. It takes my mind off particular things that trouble me. I know it comes off as slutty but what people don’t know won’t hurt them, right? Especially my brother if he ever found out I was having casual sex, or sex period he would-
By Madison Charmaine5 years ago in Families
Blood Jewel Hills
MAGIC ISN'T ALWAYS FAIRY DUST Boozizi woke up before the sun peered over the hills. The tiny chi-mah-shas chirped loudly from the window, echoing their soothing songs throughout his room. Chi-mah-shas were colorful songbirds with chirps that harmonized eventfully; during mating season their songs were celebratory and soothing like a symphony. Boozizi took a deep breath and stretched. His bones cracked, releasing tension.
By Jalisa Moonstone5 years ago in Families
The Tiniest Mouse meets mrs Too
I am going to tell you the story of a little mouse that lives under the seat in our garden. It is not an ordinary seat but a row of garden slabs propped on a small wall of bricks and then against the house extension. It ended just before the kitchen door on the right and where the bricks met the wall there was the tiniest of holes and this is where Mrs M lived with her husband and babies.
By Suzanne Harvey5 years ago in Families
Bold Silence
The silence of night’s eerie nature brings forth a desire to take a stroll down the paths commonly used by cyclists and joggers during the active day. As I walk along the path that leads to the park. I use the time effectively, and while relaxing I consider the options and opportunities for me to evaluate in my life. Walking with focused thoughts on how I should cultivate my ambition further than what I am currently doing.
By Natasha P.5 years ago in Families
Real Life story
Once upon a time there lived a poor family and they gave birth to their 4th child on a summer day it was a month of April 1987 and it was a hot day. The child was myself. I was the youngest child in the family. I was born in a Roman Catholic family in Goa, India. When i turned 5 years my father died and i was packed off to a boarding school away from my mother and siblings. She decided to go to abroad because that was the only option to get bit more money so we could survive and we could manage the food and the school fees and all. My life in the boarding school was not really what a kid would ever wanted or even imagined. I was not a happy child I missed my parents and older siblings a lot and wanted to be around them all the days of my life. My sister is like a treasure always took care of my life my mother would. I wanted to be out playing with my age group of neighbourhood friends. I missed playing cricket and football with my older brother and the cute lovely village boys at age 12 and 13. I missed it all. Life is unpredictable. This all happened only because i lost my father he was only 37 years old and my mother was 28. I remember my mother had to deal with really hard life to raise 4 kids all by herself there was no other family support. As an Indian it was very hard to even imagine the life. Since, there is no financial or any other kind of support provided by the government in such circumstances.
By Miss11115 years ago in Families
Kristen's POV
"ANSWER ME!" I yelled as I ran over to Kailey's seem to be, lifeless body. "What did you do to her?" I asked as tears began to roll down my cheeks. John and her mother were completely quiet. I looked up at them only to see that they were in utter shock. "Did you guys do this?" I asked, almost screaming. "We didn't mean too." Her mother said, "she was being so disrespectful and she was cursing at me, and then one thing led to another." She explained. "I don't believe you," I said as I looked around the room only to see Kailey's phone leaning against the door. I crawled over to it to call for some help and saw that someone was already on the line. I looked back and saw that they were watching me, so I got up and told them that I'll be right back. "Okay," they answered, almost in sync. I went outside to talk to the person who went by the name of Aunt Chelle. "Hello?" I said. "Hi, what is going on? Is she okay? Who is this?" She asked, with complete fret flooding her voice. "I'm her best friend, Kristen. No, she's not okay...she's unconscious. I have to call the cops. I can't leave her any longer up there with those people." I said, almost ready to click the end button. "Alright, I'm gonna take a flight. I'll text her phone, let me know if anything else happens." She says. "Okay, gotta go!" I said as I hung up and called the cops. I waited patiently for them to answer. "Hello, what is your emergency?" The guy on the other end of the phone asked. I quickly told him what I saw and the address of the house and then hung up. I quickly ran upstairs only to see them standing in the same position, staring at Kailey. "What are you guys just standing there for?" I asked in utter anger. Not a word came out of their mouth. I shook my head and sat on the floor next to her as I pulled her up to the point where her head can rest on my lap. I stared at her as I began to cry. "Everything is gonna be okay. I promise" I whispered and continued to cry. Shortly after, I heard the sirens. I was so happy. In just two point five seconds, two men ran up the stairs taking Kailey away from me. I got up and ran down the stairs with them. As I was walking out of the door, another man stopped me. "Hey, miss. How are you?" He asked. "Not so good, her mom and her fiancé are upstairs. I'm pretty sure they did this. Hurry!" I said while wiping my tears, and off he went and another one followed behind him. I continued on my way to the ambulance truck and sat in there with Kailey and the doctor. It almost felt like years went by before we finally reached the hospital. Everyone was moving so fast; almost like a movie scene. I tried to keep up with the doctors. While they were quickly running into the emergency room, I received a call. It was Chelle, Kailey's Aunt. "Hello?" I said "Hey, I'm in New York. What hospital am I meeting you at?" She asked "Brooklyn Hospital. See you soon!" I said in response, "See you soon." She ended the phone call. I locked my phone and continued to the ER that Kailey is in. The door was closed, I couldn't go in. I slid against the wall and began to cry. "How can one hurt someone this bad without any remorse? And then try to lie and get away with it!! I cannot believe this, she's done nothing wrong!" I exclaimed to the old lady right next to me. She looked at me as if I were crazy and walked away. I concealed my head into my knees and continued to cry. Only about twenty minutes passed by before I heard someone whisper my name in an unsure tone. I looked up only to see a pretty lady with long beautiful hair, who almost resembled Kailey. From there, I knew she had to be Aunt Chelle. "Hey, you made it!" I said as I got up and walked over to her. "Of course! How are you, honey? Is everything okay?" She asked as she pulled me in for a hug. "I don't even know. She's in that room, they wouldn't let me in, though!" I said, almost about to cry. "Why would anybody want to hurt someone as sweet as her? She did nothing wrong, I know she didn't." I continued. "Hey, hey!" She said as she gently pushes me back and holds on to my shoulder. I looked down because I didn't want her to see me crying. "Look at me, Sweetie." She said as she gently pushed my chin up, "don't cry, she's gonna be okay. Trust me. She's a fighter, she's strong. We just have to have faith!" She explained as she wiped my tears. "Okay? Just have faith." She concluded. I nodded my head and smiled at her, "Just have faith." I repeated. She nodded with a half-smile. And together, we waited until someone allowed us to finally see her. Thirty minutes have passed and Chelle and I fell asleep out of nowhere. We were sleeping across the room that Kailey was in. My head was rested upon Chelle's shoulder while she used the wall to rest hers upon. "Excuse me?" An unfamiliar voice spoke. We didn't answer. "Ladies!" He said again. Chelle and I slowly woke up as we realized that we were sitting on the hospital floor. "Uh, hi." Chelle said, "Hey, are you guys here for Kailey Miller?" He asked. "Yes," Chelle and I said in complete sync. We looked at each other and then Chelle continued, "uh, is she okay? Can we see her?" "She's fine. You guys may go in, she's waiting." He said with a smile. We smiled back and continued into the room. There she was, smiling at Chelle and me. "I knew you guys would come!" She said with excitement. "Aunt Chelle, I missed you!" She said as she opened her arms for a hug. Chelle walked over at a fast pace and fell into her hug. They both laughed as Chelle said how much she missed her as well. "Kristen, come here!" She said as she let one arm out to invite me into a group hug. I smiled as I walked over to her and fell into her arms. "I'm so glad you're okay! We were worried sick about you!" I said as I hugged them tighter. "I know, I know. But, I'm okay now. That's all that matters!" She smiled. "You're right." Chelle said, "you're completely right." Suddenly, silence began to overpower the room. It wasn't an awkward silence though, it was more like a calming silence. Shortly after, the hugging was done and the silence was broken. "Where are they?" Kailey asked, almost wishing that she hadn't. I didn't know what to say, so I looked over at Chelle. "Well, we don't know, honey. But they don't matter anymore..." Chelle said, "Why would say that?" Kailey asked, curiously. "Well, because...um, she's not... " her voice died out As she looked deeply into Kailey's eyes, "forget it, there's just no need to worry about her or her fiancée anymore. You're moving to Florida with me." Chelle concluded with complete hesitation. It almost sounded as if she was hiding something and she wanted us to catch on. "She's not...what?" Kailey asked with complete confusion flooding her voice. "She's just not important anymore, Kailey. She doesn't matter. You're living with me now." Chelle exclaimed. I looked over at Kailey and saw how confused she was. "Oh, okay," Kailey said, giggling. "Well, when can I leave? I don't wanna stay here anymore." She continued. "We can leave right now, get your clothes on," Chelle said. My eyes began to water because I realized that I was losing the only person that felt like a sister to me. "I'm gonna miss you, Kailey," I said, as I walked over to her and hugged her. "I'm gonna miss you too, don't worry though. You can come to visit sometimes, right?" She promised as she looked over at Chelle for assurance. "Yes, of course." Chelle said as she walked over to me, "I'll see you soon, honey. Don't worry!" She continued as she hugged me. Suddenly, the door opens and we all looked back, assuming that it would be the doctor but we were rudely mistaken.
By Steph Mathe5 years ago in Families
Second Oldest among Three kids
I'm the second oldest. When my sister moved out, she had responsibilities to help around the house and go to work. While the two youngest are at school. Since she moved out, all the responsibility landed on me. It was a big struggle for me. Even though it's a struggle for me to do both at once, I was able to manage to do it all. Then later on in this month, I quit my job so I can focus on my brother. I had to help my brother with his homework he gets from school. Even though I am the one who mostly. I have to take care of him during the day.
By Shalini Gounden5 years ago in Families