Today, let’s read about a young girl/ lady, the graphic novel is a visual account of a young lady, based in Iran who, in her own words tells her story of her growing up, the time she spent as a child, what happened to her later own, her family background and other related things. We will discuss the plot; know about the characters, topics and other things.
Hey girl! Hey! What’s the plan for tonight? Ugh, it’s so damn cold outside. I was thinking we could stay in. That’s fine with me. Should we stream a movie? Nah, I’m feeling crafty. How about a DIY night? I have my 3D printer stocked and ready to go. Sounds like fun! It will be. […]
Melly awoke upon hearing the clamoring in her mother’s bedroom. Standing outside the door, she counted to 10 and the noise began again, perfectly on cue. The knob was hot to the touch, forcing Melly to use her pajama sleeve to push it open. She peeked inside and she saw her mom lying on her […]
Julia hurriedly walked into the Rogers Park Parent Organization. Her busy single-parent schedule of juggling two jobs and a 16-year-old provided no extra time to keep RPPO obligations. But now her daughter was suffering. It started last week when Rashida began her first medically induced sleep cycle. Apparently, 75 years of research and development isn’t […]
Coma Communication TTS Request: Please translate the following letter to audio and play once daily until November 3, 2053. Sender: Sophia Tirado, Senior Anthropologist, World Marine Center, San Juan, Puerto Rico, USA Receiver: Carolina Tirado, Senior Resident, Casa Puebla Health Home, Chicago, IL, USA Mami, Today, the silence ends. I make my first descent in one hour. Catfish, mackerel, sting […]
What was it about us that disturbed the clients so thoroughly?
Here I am, the eternal optimist. New leggings handpicked for the occasion; name tag on my vest. I’m a good twenty years older than everyone else huddled around the sign La La Land Flashmob. Ahead of our first rehearsal, mixed emotions bubble up. The joyous anticipation for the magic of dance; that high of moving […]
When a seatbelt is held in the fist of one human, and swung at another human, there are a few possible outcomes.
“The healer’s home is a genuine trailer and sure as shit there’s the letters J-E-S-U-S graffiti-ed in red right across it.”
“What’s it going to feel like when Javi punches you in the face?”