humanity
Humanity begins at home.
The diner
The streets are lit with tea lights, neon or some areas the paper lantern. The dining choices exuberant with culture appropriate music blasting from each room across the city. The aromas of fresh bread to wake you in the morning, chocolate from the factories or meats from the local smoking houses if you’re in just the right neighborhood. The aromas of fresh garlic and oregano on a hot summer’s night wafting down the streets and into ones open windows engulfing the senses and a whole room, pasta, pizza and pastry from the most competitive culinary pizza and pasta crafters in the nation. Thin crust, stuffed crust and pizza baked upside down only landing upright once it hits the plate. Crusty pastry topping this true form of an authentic pizza pie. On a cool summer night one can stroll down the corridors of the savory excellence to engage in a tasting experience than surpasses no other. Chicago is a city designed to expand the waist band of even the strictest dieter.
By Andrea Sturm5 years ago in Families
Summer nights
sitting in the wooden porch they smiled a little. All moved into their new house. well,temporary house. It was only for the summer and it was more or less a job for these three months. The house was worn in, like it had seen its fair share of residents. There was no doubt it didn’t, having been used every summer for the last ten years.
By Jaeden coltess6 years ago in Families
Piglet's Diner
Fall of 1986 in Flower Pot, New York On a gloomy Tuesday night, four high school truants discover the coolest thing ever- a family-operated 24/7 restaurant called Piglet's Diner. During their neighbourhood stroll at 2 am, Ben hears his all-time favourite song playing loudly from the diner. His friends Wendy, Emily and Tom want to visit the local liquor store to grab a few bottles of lager and visit the little parkette two blocks away from the diner. On the other hand, Ben is craving a juicy, all-beef cheeseburger with crispy french fries, black coffee and a pink, melt-in-your-mouth strawberry cheesecake milkshake, but also wants an alcoholic drink of some kind. McDonalds is closed for the night. The other local 24/7 diners and eateries are too expensive. So what's next on the list? Ben suggests that him and his pals visit Piglet's for a bite to eat, since his aunt Poppy and uncle Wilbur are the owners of the diner. They all agree to tag along. Uncle Wilbur and Aunt Poppy happily greet their first midnight customers as the teens enter the vibrant, 50's style eatery.
By Talia Devora6 years ago in Families
Corner Booth
I was having a heated discussion with my mom. It was all in my head, but I was getting my thought out regardless. I’ve started having these conversations with myself instead of with her, not because I was afraid of these conversations with her, but because I knew how they would end. In my head, I get a tearful apology and changed actions that confirmed that apology. In reality, however, it would end in a fight. I would plead my case, she would insist she’s doing absolutely nothing wrong with that tone that takes me back to her middle naming me when I was in trouble when I was young. Her brow would furrow and I would retaliate in that booming voice that frightened my brother when he was little. We wouldn’t surrender until the other walked away and then we wouldn’t speak without harsh tones for days. Eventually, sweeping the issue under the rug to fester and never again see the light of day. This is how every confrontation with my mother has gone for as long as I can remember, and I don’t have it in me to fight right now. So, I play both parts and say each line over and over until I get the result I feel I deserve. Just another item to add to the list of things I need to talk about in therapy.
By Shae Moreno6 years ago in Families
The Cussing Story
So, Question for all the Millenials in the room: Have your parents ever lied to you? Like right to your face? I know. You don’t wanna admit it cause you feel like they are hovering above your head right now and if you agree with me, ya gonna get slapped… Hell, I know in some households, saying the word lie would get you a Bad Boy smack…
By Darius Colquitt6 years ago in Families
Diaries of Anony Elle
Feb 23 So I just talked to Twin and I swear every time I have a conversation with him I want more. Something about that man drives me wild! He is so sexy and so fun to talk to. He brings me out of my shell and it turns me on in a way only he can. Anyway, I told him about everything I went through with Jaleel and he pretty much told me what I already know… I shoulda left him where he was at. I shouldn’t have even allowed him close enough to me to convince me that was a good idea. You live and you learn! Then I asked him about Ray. I remembered while I was talking to him that he grew up across the street from Ray. This nigga said that was his uncle!!Im like oh shit. I den sat up and traded nudes with this man and den had phone sex with him back in the day… Now he might be my cousin… WTF?! #StoryOfMyLife
By Anony Elle6 years ago in Families
Her Name Is Brittany
Her Name Is Brittany. She is 23 years old and is born and raised in Orange County, Ca. She loves music, makeup, fashion, family and friends. She’s a bubbly, funny girl. Don’t be fool by her looks though she is a bit crazy. She’s very outspoken and doesn’t really like to speak about politics. She loves everybody and also tries to learn new languages. She graduated at an independent studies high school with barley little to no friends. She was honored as valedictorian as she did finished with Honors and A’s. She has an amazing support system when she was at school. She hopes to finish and get a degree in business. As well as she hopes to open up her own one day, it would be a cosmetology school. Hard work and dedication SHE WILL get there! She grew up in a rough family. So much yelling , so much fighting, it would physically and mentally drain her, but She was strong enough to get out at 16 and find a job, find her self. A job that took great care of her. Her family didn’t like the thought of her being on her own, the thought of her having her own freedom without them. There was so much drama that she had to deal with growing up and luckily that never got to her. She had to deal with not seeing her siblings as often or not even at all at times because of threats, Temporary restraining orders, cops being called for no reason. Eventually later in life her father and stepmother opened up and let Brittany back in knowing she isn’t what’s wrong. Her siblings just loved her. She didn’t have to beg because she was herself the entire time and she knew who she was exactly. She found someone who cared not long after she found herself, as years past they’re both still together. She finished high school with him by her side. Did I mention she graduated with a diploma and was honored as valedictorian, spoke in front of everybody!? She was really nervous. She did it! As she grew with her love, they rented a place of their own, called HOME. It’s now been going on 3 years of renting their own apartment. They save all the time so hopefully one day they are able to either buy their dream home or even maybe built their own from the ground up. Slowly they bought stuff for their apartment as days grew it became even nicer. Her love got a raise, he got promoted and got another raise. With that step in life for her love he felt he had to go out and get a degree and even a license for hvac... why not right? He loves working out in the field! She’s excited to see her man succeed in front of her eyes. He is her biggest support system as she is his! They been together for going on 9 years. They plan on getting engaged and maybe even think about when to bring a baby in this world together. She is worried because of what’s going on with the world and covid-19, but She cant wait to see what’s next. TO BE CONTINUED.....
By Brittany Leanne6 years ago in Families
Conscious Me
Hi I'm Starlet, my friends call me star, I've been through a lot and it is very hard to trust people. Soooo .....Let's start from the beginning. I was born and raised in our Nations Capitol, for a long time I did not believe, there was a better place to live. DC is broken down into four sections. Northeast, Southeast, Northwest and Southwest. My life started in Southeast DC, April 1985. Born to James and Essie Gorman, I have two much older sisters. Sarah who is 15 years older and Fatima who is 12 years older. Fatima often called me the mistake and the unplanned child and honestly, its true. Ma and pop were having marital issues, apparently mom caught pops with another women and put him out. Obviously he came back at some point because Boom .....Here I Am. I like to think of myself as the child who kept the family together but me being an accident help Fatima coup with life better, I guess. Because of the age difference my sisters and I were never close, in fact they don't know me at all and what they think they know is all wrong, Hell up until recently, i'm just realizing who I am. Here is Starlet's Story.
By Teresa HOLT6 years ago in Families
The Visit
I made my way through the door. A room of expectant faces stared in my direction in answer to my presence. “Annabelle!” The lilt of my voice rang clear across the room. My eyes scanned the group of faces before me for any signs of movement or recognition. Nothing. “Annabelle!” I called again as I shifted my weight, impatiently resting my back against the wall. An elderly lady in a wheelchair made her way forward, ever so slowly, as I held the door open for her. “Are you Annabelle?” I asked. “She is.” Her aid replied rather matter of fact. “Right this way,” I directed, pointing towards the the scale.
By Muse.Monkey 6 years ago in Families
