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Working the Summer, (a Hugglebugs story)

Submitted by dreammaker on 2011, June 13 - 4:07pm
Mark Edward Kwiakowski
Ms Midler’s Fifth Grade English
8 September 2009


Working the Summer, How I Spent my Summer Vacation

 

Dear educators and fellow students, a reminder, our assignment states that our stories may be fiction or real, it is up to you to judge.


Traveling North

Submitted by dreammaker on 2011, June 9 - 2:49pm

 

Traveling North

Thirty years have passed yet in my mind it is always you, with Jimmy still a tiny baby in your arms that I still see.


Coin Collection

Submitted by dreammaker on 2011, May 26 - 4:11pm

Coin Collection

As I sat in the box, a veiled screen kept the light down low.

Now the next parishioner, could I help this poor soul?


Report

Submitted by dreammaker on 2011, May 26 - 3:40pm

Initial notes from an officer's response to a public disturbance.


How Do You Misspell Potion?

Submitted by dreammaker on 2009, August 16 - 4:31pm

What is Miranda up to? Where is Tech Sergeant Emanuel Perez? how do the events of "My Report, How I Spent my Summer" and a doctor's problem in "Safe Haven" relate to each other? Stay tuned for further chapters to this week's tale, or should it be tail?


How Do You Misspell Potion? Chapter 1

Submitted by dreammaker on 2009, August 16 - 3:55pm

How Do You Misspell Potion? Chapter 1

DECEMBER 4, 2008  

      Dear Diary, today Auntie Mercedes came to see momma, she was crying and angry, real angry. I couldn’t help but listen in, momma had forgotten I was there and Auntie Mercedes was in no mood to see anyone or anything except the target of her anger. Problem is that most of their conversation is in Visayan and Tagalog, too many words I don’t know and at a mile a minuet.  As she yelled and wailed I flashed back to my own bone of contention, momma is a practitioner of potions. I don’t know if that makes her a witch, but her results are either magic or sorcery. Now more times than not, I forget that I used to be her father in law, not one of the twins, heck according to the birth certificate that the navy drummed up, I’m not even the older twin, Connie is.


Safe Haven

Submitted by dreammaker on 2009, February 1 - 5:49pm

The box was the size of a footlocker, indeed it was a foot locker, the name on the side said Tech Sergeant Emanuel Perez. An envelope was caught in the seam, I pulled it out and read.

I'm sorry, I did not know where to go, but the safe haven law said that I
could drop her off at a hospital, police station or fire house. Nothing
was said about animal shelters.


Haulani

Submitted by dreammaker on 2009, January 29 - 2:57pm

I lay on the sterile bed, cold sheets over cold skin, awaiting final
rites from the arch bishop. I would rather have them from the priests
of the old religion that my grandparents worshiped, but none are here,
none are in D.C. and it is here where I will die. My thoughts turn to
the future, the process had been sold as a door to immortality, my body
would not go on but my memories would. Would my soul pass on to
purgatory, awaiting judgment, or would it too move into the a new
vessel? I have not seen my new self, I expect that it will be a younger
version of myself, a clone...


Lamia

Submitted by dreammaker on 2009, January 6 - 9:36am

The map makers of world before the age of enlightenment had warned of the dangers of the unexplored sea beyond the horizon, emblazoned on their maps would be phrases like here be there demons. As professor Driscoll sat and pondered the record of his latest patient he considered that perhaps the records detailing the twists and turns of the human psyche should also post these warnings...Lamia had been born about October 30th of 1982, she had been found in a dumpster, at the medical clinic at Fort Dix, New Jersey, just a little after midnight the morning of November 1st. perhaps her life had started at that institution, she had been in institutions ever since. 


Rikki

Submitted by dreammaker on 2009, January 6 - 9:32am

It was the best of times yet it was the wurst of times. As she watched her stepfather at the grill she reflected that this might be her last summer in Sheboygan, tomorrow she would be departing for her new job in D.C. As she relaxed she enjoyed the taste of the brats, beer and sauerkraut, her mind wondered back over the journey that her life had taken to this point. Just twenty two yet she had completed her masters at UWM.

She had been recruited in her senior year of undergrad work, and the company had paid off her student loans along with tuition, books, room and board for her masters. She planed to take several extra days to travel east, after all what you do and see on your way is more important that just getting to your destination. First a day at The Big Gig, this year was the fortieth anniversary and it promised to be special. She had tickets to both the Steely Dan concert and Def Leppard with Foreigner and Styx for the next night's show.


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