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.'
The Diary of Lucy Maud
The Diary of Lucy Maud It was another sleepy afternoon in Port Carling. I was sitting in my parents' bookshop sorting through the donated stacks as I did every Sunday. It always makes me sad to see so many stories, so many hours of enjoyment simply shoved in a box, left for donations.
By Maggie Hart5 years ago in Families
A Sweet Goodbye
He sat in his window seat, staring off into the clouds. They looked as though they were soft enough to lay on. How beautiful they appeared, floating in the blue sky. This was what he needed. Anything to take his mind away from thinking about the reason why he was headed to his hometown of Virginia. Jacob got the call from his sister Lidia. It was one of those calls no one wants to get in the middle of the night. That sound of a phone ring bursting into complete silence always represents an emergency. A week before, his father had been rushed to the hospital for shortness of breath, only to be told he unfortunately had Covid-19 after being tested for it. It was the scariest time for any elderly person, facing pre-existing conditions to be told they have the Corona Virus. He went from being stabilized to being put on a ventilator, and in a matter of days was gone. Now, Jacob along with his sisters were planning to bury their father. He kept hearing his fiancé’s voice going off in his head, telling him days ago, “just go get on a plan babe and see about your father, Covid can be tricky. You never know.” Yes, those were her words, but Jacob actually thought his father would be fine and make it back home. Once he landed, he headed straight for his father’s home. It had been two years since the last time he was there, so he needed to quickly be in his father’s space. He wanted to smell his colognes, see his favorite book and glasses sitting on the nightstand next to the bed. He wanted to look up at the wall to the right side of the room at the article he had framed on the wall that read "Hail To The Redskins." He was the biggest Redskins fan, which made Jacob be the same die-hard fan. He walked through the room slowly, taking deep breaths in and out. The tears came, and the tears fell. He couldn’t stop nor help it. It was like a faucet turned on inside that no one could turn off.
By Tatiana Penz5 years ago in Families
Legend Hunter
Legend Hunter 1973 North Florida, Kate Turner one of the few people who still believes in legends. This story is how Kate discovered a new legend. Kate just got home from another disappointing trip from Olympic national forest. Only to find out that she has still not found enough proof that the big foot actually exists. So Kate goes to write in her little black book only to express her grief, worried she may never find big foot. So back to the books to find more evidence. While she was looking for big foot’s tale, she stumbled across a map that tells of a new-so called legend. Gold in the mountains of Wyoming. Kate called her office and asked for a new case in Wyoming, they granted it, and she packed a bag. She didn’t pack much she didn’t have much hope in this one, she left the next day. She arrived at 3:00 AM, she was tired. Her eyes were so heavy she had black rings under her eyes, so she left the airport in a cab and when she arrived at the base of the grand Tetons, she was ready to get her hands dirty. Kate found a good flat spot to camp, she sets up a tent and starts to boil some water for tea to keep warm. And goes up on the mountain to see what she is working with. “Not bad,” she thought.
By Rylie Bailey Hansen5 years ago in Families
Birds
The flutter of twenty or so birds disturbed the silence of Garborette road that Sunday morning. From afar it would have seemed to a random passer-by that they had simply flown away in terror from an invisible, harmless entity: a common routine that birds unfailingly seem to follow; but no, today there had been a genuine reason for their fear.
By Amanda Mucke Silva5 years ago in Families
Sunset
It’s true that you couldn’t see the sun for most of the day, but once in a while, on a very lucky day, you could see it at sunrise and sunset just as it touched the horizon, as if the edges of the cover of filth over the world were burned away briefly to reveal the sun.
By Mark Abukoff5 years ago in Families
Little black book
“ C’mon’ Babe, it’s just a one-time investment of $500.00, It’ll pay off in the end, I promise, I wouldn’t steer us wrong.” Luke Jennings said in his most confident and reassuring voice to his wife Eve of almost 8 years.“ I just don’t know Luke, it’s a huge risk, and we can’t afford to just take $500.00 and invest it in some future cryptocurrency that may or may not double in price... eventually,” Eve mumbled under her breath. Luke was always coming up with these crazy get-rich schemes that his Air Force buddies put into his head. Most of the time, Eve went along with them, but this time she was feeling a little hesitant. Investing was not something she or Luke was familiar with, especially not in cryptocurrency, it seemed an extremely high risk to her, and $500 was a good bit of money to a young couple with 5 kids living paycheck to paycheck. “Okay babe, we’ll hold off buying the Bitcoin, but your gonna hear me tell you I told you so one day, watch and see.” Luke broke out into a huge smile and scooped Eve up in his arms and planted a kiss on her cheek.
By Jennifer Bettelyoun5 years ago in Families
The scavenger hunt and the little black book
I woke up about 6:30 so I could get ready and go to school. I got in the shower, which took me about 15 minutes, then, I got dressed, it took me about 5 minutes, and last of all, I have to get to school in time, so I started off. On my walk to school, I walk by a lot of houses. One house I walked by had a stack of money, and a little black book on the ground. I picked up the stack and opened the book. “Huh” I thought as I read it. The book read “If you happen to find this money on the ground, please return it to the owner.” I stopped reading for a second and looked to the house it was in front of, and then I remembered the book. I went back to reading, “The thing is, this money does not belong to the person in this house. There is a scavenger hunt you have to go through to return it. Or, steal the money, and I will call the police. There is cameras by all the locations. If you don’t go there within 24 hours, the police will be called. The first location is at the park nearest to this book. Good luck!” That’s where the book ended. I looked at the time and it had been 5 minutes. I took too much time looking at the book and thinking about it that I lost track of time. If I wanted to get to school in time to study for a little bit and get settled, then I’d have to run. So I did.
By Peyton Williams5 years ago in Families
Wolfing the Wolves
I was ten when I invested in my first stock. Of course I had to do it under an account with my mom’s name but trust me, I have my ways. I had my mom’s MasterCard number memorized like my classmates knew times tables. When she asked what the Robintown charge was I told her it was a couple burgers, that the bank meant to put Round Robin; classic typo. She had just looked at me weird, what’s she supposed to think? I knew the charge would get lost in the flood of her shopping splurges anyway. Plus, I was ten.
By Alexis Pulmano5 years ago in Families
Write your way to success
Mya stared at the cheque. Twenty thousand dollars. She counted the zeros a few times to ensure she was seeing correctly. And it didn’t help that it was one of those giant cheques that was six feet wide. She had seen people on TV receiving those cheques, but never thought she would be standing this close to one in real life.
By Safiya Robinson5 years ago in Families
Book of Names
"Your available balance is 20,000 dollars and no cents." the matter-of-fact robotic voice sounded through Luz's iPhone speaker. She rushed to silence the seemingly booming smartphone and sipped her latte casually to avoid extra stares. The quaint New York coffee shop was uncharacteristically bustling that day, and she glanced casually around to see if anyone was looking in her direction or overheard the blaring sound. Fortunately, no one was paying attention. She had already taken off her oversized red fedora and had it lying next to her leaning against a wall, so everyone who was intrigued by that had settled down.
By Regine Demure5 years ago in Families
I Blame Aquarius
I Blame Aquarius My less than stellar track record when it comes to love, luck and happiness have a very simple root cause: I am Aquarian. Yep, I have looked back at every whoops, faux pas, idiotic decision and crashed dream, and after careful examination and soulful root cause analysis, the truth is each was inevitable and I blame Aquarius! First of all, my mother, (hereafter to be referred to as The Empress of Pain, more on this later) was a. Scorpio, believe me that deadly scorpions were not just her astrological sign but her spirit animal. This chubby smiling Aquarian child and The Empress were doomed to be nemesis from the start. Her favourite child was a nice safe Libra swinging this way and that and always landing feet on balanced scales. School was heaven for me, sure, but Catholic academies are not good places for the idealistic Aquarian’s who just can’t take no for an answer. When Chatty Cathy Aquarian’s just can’t help asking questions that challenge the status quo, problems ensure. Like at the school trip, in 4th grade to the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
By Rosanna Pittella5 years ago in Families
