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  Remembering McCarthy

  

  By Ultim@te, Sisters, OR

  “Our twelve year old calloused bare feet patted on the hard earth on our way to the secret place we shared. Remember that place McCarthy? The abandon train car?” the elderly lady mumbled to herself as her feet slowly made their way down the leaf-coated gravel road. “You’d always steal those ...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Imperfection

  

  By Ultim@te, Sisters, OR

  His small fingertips stretch out away from his little body strapped to the car seat. They dance along the window, wiping away the fog. Little elegant curls run along with sides and his fingerprints leave their mark. He seems pleased, and the edges of his mouth push back the little extra baby fat. Cu...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  The Stranger

  

  By Ultim@te, Sisters, OR

  She finds her way through the strange house, exchanging glances with unfamiliar faces as she lets the noise of obscene music and the chanting of the word "chug"  by the many teenagers her age guide her to where they are. Plastering a fake smile on her made up face she greets her peers and...
• Fiction > Romance
  Contrasting Colors

  

  By Ultim@te, Sisters, OR

  I peek over the corner of his newspaper, laying my eyes down on the words I had already read. I knew of the story, it was featured in Look Magazine. In actuality, I was studying his hands. They were strong, the type that knew what work was, his round nails cleanly clipped. As he continued to read, h...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Briana

  

  By Ultim@te, Sisters, OR

  She stared blankly at the school worksheet in front of her. She did not feel like completing it. She had not felt up to anything lately. Not now, not after what happened to Mommy. Life had taken a sharp turn to the left, or right, she was not sure. Either way, it was not on its normally strait path....