siblings
Siblings are the only enemy you can't live without.
The Tale of Two Sisters: Part One
It began on a warm summer morning, the breeze blowing through our living room window cooled the dark cavern we tried to keep below 90 degrees. Mom was nine months pregnant with my sister and I was so in love with her. I spent every moment I could with my little head pressed against mom’s bulging belly, listening to my sister swish and swirl. Her feet pushed again my tiny ear and cheek as she grew too big for her surroundings. Even though my mom was visibly uncomfortable, she never told me to leave. She would brush my long brunette curls with her fingers gently down my back as I laid there.
By Faith Heple6 years ago in Families
To My Sister
I’m not even sure how to start this off so please bare with me on this. When we were younger I thought you were the best ever, we were almost inseparable probably because I was your little shadow. What I do remember is us always getting into trouble together like the time you put these huge green burs in my hair pretending to give me a perm, or the time we somehow locked ourselves in the bedroom and instead of just unlocking the door, mom had to take the door off the frame because we were FREAKING OUT! I’m always thinking of these memories and laughing about them, and telling the girls the silly things we used to do, they remind me a lot of how you and I were.
By kynslees kloset6 years ago in Families
Becoming a Big Sister
Becoming a Big Sister I blame my parents for the misunderstanding. When they announced that they were pregnant with my little sister, they said, “We’re having a baby!” It was natural for me to assume that we all, myself included, were having a baby, and thus, the baby would be mine. I was overjoyed. A baby, for me? The next day, I went straight into my preschool to make the announcement: I was having a baby.
By Jada Smith6 years ago in Families
How to Hate Your Life...
"I hate my life! I hate my life! I want to get out! I want all of this to end!" I screamed angrily into my pillow. It was not a loud scream, but a soft one with all the ferociousness and intensity from my body of a loud one... I do not have the privilege of letting out my frustrations for the neighbor and their dog to hear.
By Rebekah Battle6 years ago in Families
Missing Sister Found!
Today I went out with family! Mom found my sister who was missing for months, and we decided to celebrate. She was not hurt, she was a bit dirty and looked like she had been hiding on the streets and stuff. Mom is gonna take her to get checked, and get her new clothes and stuff, and get her set up with an apartment!
By Kota Wolfe7 years ago in Families
Brainstorm, Now Earthquake
For the first time in my life, I can feel myself aging. I can feel the heavy weight of tragedy, of hardship, of something there is no answer for, drag me down slowly, slowly, further, further, more slumping, more drooping, less laughter, less ease, less ... ease.
By Lucinda Koza7 years ago in Families
No Offence, Benedict Cumberbatch. Top Story - July 2019.
Pop-culture glorifies the autism spectrum disorder. In mainstream media, it’s as if autism is merely a socially awkward disorder compensated for by gifted genius. Think Dustin Hoffman in Rain Man, Sheldon Cooper in The Big Bang Theory, and Benedict Cumberbatch in everything. Admittedly, Rain Man is a good movie and The Big Bang Theory is my favourite guilty pleasure—not ashamed… okay, a little ashamed—but autism is grossly misrepresented in these depictions, at least in my experience.
By Jeremy Morantz7 years ago in Families












