Author’s note: I am writing this because my sister is going to the grade I was when this story happened. This vignette was written just to share my story and get my thoughts onto a page. Each year about...

I Can’t Manage To  Remember I don't really know why, but, for some odd reason, I can’t manage to remember a lot from my childhood. I remember going to California when I was young with my aunt...

A soft orange painted the sky, reminding me of the summer days gone by. The beating sun poured heat onto my back like a fresh coat of paint on a newly built house. The warm colors of summer swiftly danced...