Published: May 2, 2009
Recently I attended the funeral of a friend. Actually, he was the brother of one of my good friends. His life was cut short—very short. At the funeral one of his friends gave a speech that sounded so hopeless and depressing... Her words got me thinking. Read more.
Published: Apr 25, 2009
I want to tell you about an adventure my brother Leon, Wesley, and I had on our biology trip in Albion, California. When it came time for our class to go canoeing, I had wanted to canoe with one of my other friends, Chuck or Alex. But no, I got stuck canoeing with Leon and Wesley. Read more.
Published: APR 18, 2009
From my position in the bedroom window, I saw them—the men in blue. It had taken me two hours to work up the courage to secretly call them. Now they were standing at our front door, smiling at Uncle Carl. Even though they were in my line of sight, I couldn't see Uncle Carl hidden behind the partially open door, but I could hear him. I could tell by his tone he was turning on the charm as he said, "There's no disturbance here. Must have been a prank caller, a teen playing a sick joke." Read more.