Her singing stopped.  The microphone in her hand started shaking. She could feel the water trickling down her legs. My mother placed her hand on… Read More

It was a gloomy and rainy Friday afternoon. I stood next to my mother’s hospital bed, holding a pink blanket that was as light as… Read More

I walk into the classroom of plain white walls and white table desks. I grab the test and listen to my teacher say, “You have… Read More

The colors seemed to pop off the page and illuminate the playroom I was sitting in. Compared to the brown carpet I sat on and… Read More