stories
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Hoppy Halloween
During my childhood, my mother was a master at creating Halloween costumes for my sister and I to wear for our annual Halloween Party at school and trick-or-treating excursions. My earliest recollection is having twin bunny costumes. I was a white bunny, and my sister was a pink bunny. We were, in a word, adorable. Continue reading
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Laundry
In my bedroom I have what is known as “The Chair.” It sounds nefarious, sure – but really, it’s anything but. It’s a black computer chair that squeaks when it’s sat on. It’s all torn up from a pet cat’s claws, and I stopped using it ages ago because sitting in it hurts my back. Continue reading
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Perennial Jackass
When I was ten, all I wanted was to be an angel. I ended up making an ass of myself, so to speak. During my childhood, I was in the church Christmas Pageant every year. Due to my age, I was often relegated to the role of a farm animal. And because my kangaroo headdress from an Continue reading
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A Dose of Nostalgia

When I was about 6 years old, my dad had racked up enough Holiday Inn points due to his job that he decided to cash them in for a Playstation, which my sister and I were thrilled about, and the first game he purchased for us was the original Spyro the Dragon. Though I was still Continue reading
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The Faulty Vending Machine of Life
When I was in college, I had several of my English classes in a building known as Emerson Hall, so I spent a lot of time there. Occasionally, I would get thirsty over the course of the day and would need to buy a water bottle from the vending machine. However, I quickly learned that one Continue reading
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Worth 1000 Words #2: Poetry and The Dark Knight
There are a lot of things in this world that, when combined, make a perfect pair. Peanut butter and jelly, for instance. Cheese and crackers. Cereal and milk. Chips and salsa – or, alternatively, chips and guacamole. But some pairings are not so obvious… like Batman and Walt Whitman. I decided to explore this unusual Continue reading
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Worth 1000 Words #1: Frolicking

In the spring/summer of 2011, I spent two months traversing England with a group of about 20 other students and a rotating cast of four professors. I had my inhibitions about going at first – I had only just finished a rough first year of college, wasn’t sure I would be able to make friends Continue reading
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Breaking Down
Whilst digging through some old flash-drives, I found one of my old creative writing pieces from the first semester of my final year of college, in 2012. Just thought I’d share it because the memory made me laugh. For reference, I’m now 24, and I was 20 when this was written. _______ Some mornings I wake Continue reading
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That Time I Ripped My Pants in the Airport
Here’s a little story for Throwback Thursday – a story of love, loss, betrayal, and ripped pants. I went to college in New England, but my home state is Pennsylvania. Specifically, I hail from a region of Pennsylvania known as “Pennsyltuckey.” Because, unfortunately, many folks in the area do not realize/accept PA was a Union Continue reading
