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Thinking of my little brother-the original Wild Thing

I bought Where The Wild Things Are at a scholastic book fair in 2nd grade for my little brother. He was four years younger and my little buddy. I couldn't wait to get home and read it to him. If I played hot wheels with him first, he'd let me read to him for as... Continue Reading →

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S.E. Hinton was my favorite Superhero

A few days ago Karen asked if I would be interested in going to a book club at Story & Song."Sure." I answered, without even asking which book they'd chosen."Well, check out the title before we commit." she said. "It's not one I've heard of."I took the flyer from her hand, scrolled down the page... Continue Reading →

An angel with dreadlocks

She was a tiny thing with bright hazel eyes the color of a lion's, and a mane of sunbleached dreadlocks. Not a drop of makeup on her tanned skin, but she seemed to glow.

Uncle Wilkensack

When I was little, I had an imaginary friend, his name was Uncle Wilkensack. Actually, I had twenty one imaginary friends because Uncle Wilkensack had a wife, they had seventeen kids and they had two pet alligators. I can still remember the first time I met them. I was sick with a high fever, lying... Continue Reading →

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