Turning 8 was exciting. Turning 12 was new and awkward. Turning 14 brought freedom. Turning 16? Well who knows. ...
They stick their hand out as close to the fire as they can, eyes widening. "HOT!" Yes buddy it IS hot...so don't touch it. ...
You know they're smart when they can pull the socket protectors (baby proof, of course) out of the electric socket. :| Hey! Don't touch that! ...
Bringing Freedom Home Kaylin Hamilton The hooded figure stepped forward slowly through layers of snow—making his way deliberately toward us in the empty clearing. “It’s okay,” he said. “I can help you.” I kept the bow aimed at his stomach. There would be no mistakes tonight. “Who are you?” I tried to sound threatening, but the break of my voice didn’t embody boldness. His eyes flickered nervously from me to my older sister, Rhea, lingering...
The large family in the corner had at least six kids, maybe seven. Most of the passengers glared at the squawks of the youngest, but Lana Sanchez wasn’t one of them. In fact, she barely noticed the discord of the Smith family at all, despite their inability to keep quiet. More important to her was the nerve-wracking sensation coursing through her blood, making her unable to sit still. While she was stranded in this airport,...
When I was little my daddy taught me to love music. I used to fall asleep to a chorus of “I am a child of God” and wake up to “Popcorn Popping.” My Dad loves Janice Kapp Perry and we had C.D.s full of music that taught me all about how I was a daughter of God. Heavenly Father said that “the song of the righteous is a prayer unto [him]”. He knew that his...
“You have freckles. I never noticed before.” Sam adjusted the strap across his shoulder and pulled out a newspaper, flinging it up to the front door across from him. Julie tugged at her oversize sweater, glancing around anxiously at the mansions surrounding them. When she had signed up to do the paper route, she hadn’t expected to be in such a high-class neighborhood. “Yeah, so what? Why are you so interested all of a sudden?”...
Senseless Kaylin Hamilton *** Jason I sit beside her bed and wince as the bout of coughing shakes through her body. It sounds like they are ripping her apart from the inside. Short chestnut hair obscures her tattered face, and I knew that I should brush it away. I should be able to make that simple motion—show her I love her. But I can’t. My hands refuse to move except to curl into fists. The hospital...
