Growing Up

Well… until I got caught, that is. By Mary Claire Ekstrom  I reviewed my work of art. Five pages. Stuffed with quotes. Then, I clicked submit and shut the computer. …

Lost in the deep, vast void of sleep, I feel him move. Without opening my eyes, I unfold and stretch. The fog that envelops me begins to loosen and lift. …

Family Holidays ~ Sometimes They Are A Disaster This Is One! In honor of the dish that doesn’t actually turn out.

by Mary Claire Ekstrom We were out on the town. Without parents.

By Mary Claire Ekstrom It had been a long, hard week. My summer job was killing me. Up at 7, work til 5, then out on the town until 2… …

By Mary Claire Ekstrom Anxious excitement swirled. My life was about to change. Big. I was entering high school.

By Mary Claire Ekstrom Pierce’s eyes bored into me as he relayed his most tragic childhood memory. Again. Six years older than me, I assumed he was wise, but mainly …