Monthly Archives: April 2011

Again and Again

As I sat in a circle of teenage girls, our assignment was to close our eyes and envision heaven, and then with our eyes still closed we were to describe what we “saw” envisioning hell. Tentatively words were pitched out, “silent”, “hot”, “lonely,” and “dark”. Within moments, one of the girls blurted out, “Mrs. Bush, can we be done …

Drawn to the Light

The high pitched periodic squeaking of our fire alarm woke me up yesterday morning at 4:30am. Lethargically I laid there and sniffed the air; I didn’t smell smoke so I stayed under my cozy blankets until – I noticed it was pitch black in our room. I made my way to the window and the whole neighborhood was covered in a blanket of darkness. I grabbed …
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