fact or fiction
Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about our family dynamics, traditions, and if there's such thing as a 'perfect family.'
A Bowl of Rice
It was contained within the home of those each who believed something different about it. After appearing out of nowhere one day it sat on the counter taking up a blueish tint on the inside and outside with a brown rim adding a hint of decor. The dwellers of this house had naturally created a hierarchy among the four of them based on the level of wisdom that they possessed and they regarded each other in this way. Each of these had their own room and their own space in which they lived and so each of them never really had a reason to communicate with one another, they simply lived side by side without disturbance until this strange appearance welcomed itself into their household. The home in which the bowl sat held four occupants. Two males and two females. All of about the same age, but two which were of a higher maturity than the other two. These two were the ones who kept the house contained and in order. Many things were not done without them knowing about it or at least finding out promptly after it occurred. So it was quite surprising that when the blue bowl filled with grains of rice appeared, these two did not know the manner in which it came into existence. These two even went so far as to ask the two less wise occupants of the household if they knew anything about the bowl, but neither knew where it came from.
By Lily Marie5 years ago in Families
Little Black Book of Choices
$20,000, that’s a whole lot of money, isn’t it? What would you do for that much money? How far would you go to make sure that money was yours? I’m guessing pretty far, am I right? I should’ve asked myself just how far was I willing to go for $20,000. I can tell you now, it wasn’t worth what I did for that money. If I could go back and change my mind; if I could only go back and tell myself not to answer the door. I should’ve never picked up that notebook. That little black notebook.
By Dominique Renee5 years ago in Families
A butterfly effect
My upstairs neighbor was a peculiar man. He was very outgoing, loved walking around in his neighborhood, and was gone as many hours as working people but never the office hours. Besides, he was retired. He cheered for beautiful women and always waved and literally applauded when we passed by his 4th-floor window. I liked him up there in his window acting all enthusiastic. If he had a sticker it would say ‘keep at arm’s length at all times.' Because whenever we would pass each other on the stairs he would grab my face and plant a kiss on my mouth if he saw a chance. I was actually really good at dodging this old but strong man. I remember times I saw him in the streets when he would cheer and tell the person that I was walking with that I was the best. Almost like a commercial shouted across the street. It would be awkward if it wasn’t so weird that it was funny. Or he came up behind me and basically jumped me to plant hugs and kisses on me. I thought I knew what was behind his strange behavior towards me, it was a simple act of kindness between neighbors as far as I was concerned. He however never got over his gratitude.
By Loukalicious5 years ago in Families
The Mysterious Happenings of Horne Mansion
14-December-1924 I was at my desk in my apartment in London when I heard a knock at the door, I was not expecting any visitors and, as tempted as I was to pretend I was not at home, I answered it, “Is this the apartment home of Julius Priest?”
By Janae Messerly5 years ago in Families
Odyssey of the Heart
“I can’t believe you are here! How was the drive? Come in! How did this happen?” The torrent of words flowed past her unheeded as their eyes met, two pairs of quiet blue eyes locked for an eternity. She waited… there! A small twitch on one side of his mouth, a ghost of a smile and she knew he remembered. Dropping to her knees, she opened her arms. He took a few steps forward and rested his head on her shoulder as she wrapped him in a gentle embrace and cried.
By Sherri Barsy5 years ago in Families
Discreetly Rooted In Concrete
Family will always be there for you. Until they are no longer able. Inevitable miseries; as their body disables. Sienna stepped out of the lecture hall after her class at University. She was finished Sociology for the day. The muggy heat of summer made school awful.
By Tiernan Blair-Mitchell5 years ago in Families
Butterfly Key
On a warm spring day, a baby girl was born at a local hospital in Houston, Texas, to a lovely couple, Jack and Amber. They named the baby, Michelle. Soon the couple went home with their beautiful little girl. The parents loved and nurtured her. They were a close-knit family. After several weeks, Jack returned to work as a high school geometry teacher. Amber, however, did not return to her job as a childcare worker at a local daycare facility. Both parents agreed that she should stay at home with their little girl for a few years.
By DELON DELAFOSSE5 years ago in Families
