My stories

  On the outskirts of a city, there was a small cottage. Inside was a little stove, a fireplace, and a tweed couch sitting next to a portable television on a small wooden table. There were only two rooms, a bathroom and a petite bedroom. Full of dust bunnies, the bedroom had a cracked ceiling, but that was hardly ever noticed. The owner of the cottage was a middle-aged man. Every morning he would go to his stove and take a kettle inside a one-shelf cupboard. He would get his coat and feather hat as his outfit and take a pail to the well to fetch water. He would heat his water and put in a drop of peppermint as he liked. Mixing his mug with a  tiny spoon, he sat on his tweed couch and turned on the portable television. “The villainous mystery man has escaped prison’s hold!” panicked the news reporter.” “You know what the mystery man news is? One word, two syllables. BORING!” yawned the middle-aged man, and he changed the channel. “Hiya kids,” said the cartoon horse, “today we...

     Once there was a mischievous little bear. He spent his whole life playing tricks on others. He locked his friend in a closet, crept on his mother and scared her, pretended that he was sick and got the doctor to come, and many other tricks. One day, he saw his friend, a giraffe, eating leaves from a eucalyptus plant.   He asked the giraffe, “Why do you eat from the eucalyptus plant?”   “I eat from the plant, so I get energy. They are very delicious. I wrap my long blue tongue around it and eat it.” answered the giraffe.   “Oh,” said the bear.        Years had passed, and now the giraffe had become a responsible adult. Yet, on the other hand, the bear had become a trickster. When the giraffe responsively earned money, the bear would cheat his way into it. When the giraffe sold reliable products, the bear sold cheap, useless products. The giraffe didn’t know that the bear had done these things, and they remained fr...

Today, I just came out of the hospital. I had an accident, but how I got into that accident? Well, that’s a long story. It started four months ago, on a bright sunny day. Everything was perfect, I got all the green signals while driving to work, but the one thing that ruined it all was a banana peel. “Yo, Diane! Have those files ready? We’ll need the code from them,” I said, twisting my head to look at my assistant. “Yes, they are ready for approval,” answered Diane. “Do you think we can get the project approved?” I asked Diane. “Don’t know…let’s hope for the best. Your meeting is at 2:00,” said Diane. “Let’s go to my office to test the codes in the file, I’ll just read the codes, and if it gets approved, we can carry out the plans,” I suggested. “There are a few documents in the testing area I need. I’ll meet you there in 10 minutes,” Diane said. “Knock yourself out, and are those the documents from the contract?” I asked. “Yeah, they are. I need to review them before the approval ...

I  M A T T E R B E C A U S E . . . I matter because I am unique, no one is the same as me. I matter because I have a bright future and I can become anything I  want. I matter because I  am me and I matter till the last second of my life. I matter because I cannot be replaced. I matter because I can do anything, I don’t need to be perfect. I matter because I will keep trying though I fail a few times. We matter! We can achieve everything if we work hard. I matter because I am loved. L i f e m a t t e r s b e c a u s e i f I w a s n ’ t b o r n t h e w o r l d w o u l d b e d i f f e r e n t . L i f e m a t t e r s b e c a u s e I  w a s c h o s e n t o b e b o r n h e r e a n d l i v e h e r e .  

  Chapter 1 The Unknown Lady Miss Lavender was an ordinary teacher, she liked to be dramatic sometimes since she was a theater teacher. The school liked her and she liked the school, but one day it changed.  In January the 5th and 4th years were rehearsing for a play they had at the end of January. “What should I do?” said a 4th-year student. “Great Florence! But maybe next time add a little more dramatic flare, like this. What should I do?!! Why don’t you practice that.” said Miss Lavender. Just then the back door opened and a lady walked in.  “Come on!!! We’ll drive you!” she squealed. “First of all what’s going on here, second of all who are you, third of all you’re interrupting my class!” said a baffled Miss Lavender. The lady pushed her glasses down.  “What do you mean? You don’t know what you just did?” said the lady. “No! I don’t!” yelped Miss Lavender. The lady muttered something under her breath and whispered deeply to herself. Miss Lavender was getting red ...