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    I do not claim to understand the forces that draw me to the lofty summits of mountains. Perhaps the blood of my father courses through my veins ... Continue...


    When I was 15 I got pregnant. I was so scared and felt so alone.
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    For as long as I can remember, I have been Daddy's little fisherman. Continue...


i was such a fidgety child.
as soon as i finished my Thanksgiving meal
i would crawl under the table
and secretly tap everyone's feet,
playing xylophone on tassled loafers and high heals ... Continue...


    Summer fun in my family has revolved around the beaches ... Working as a lifeguard seemed like the answer to my prayers. Continue...


    "Santa is going to give me everything, I just know it."
   "Yeah, of course Santa's real ... whatever. Santa is your mommy, I bet." Continue...


    My Grandpa was a strong-willed man with an unselfish heart.
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    All my relatives got together for the last days of my grandpa's life.
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I am sitting,
hands clenched
counting the number of miles away the storm is ... Continue...


    Panic-stricken, my parents, aunts and uncles rushed her to the hospital.
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    Streets are such an amazing kaleidoscope of energies. Continue...


We hurried outside
Clad in only our bathing suits.
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    I take a deep breath and stare upward. This is the perfect time to indulge in my secret passion, stargazing. Continue...


    In the middle of the road was the picture which matched the screeching sound. A small, white car and a small, brown dog had met.
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I wonder about the people as they bustle past Continue...