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Story: Rain on Clay

By: Gentle Culpepper I have this friend, his name is Clay. He is a soldier who abides in the pretty wasteland we call Terra. Clay is a righteous minister of the cloth. His primary mission in life is to minister…

Story: Morry and me

By: Milt Montague It was the middle of World War 2. It was 1943, I had been drafted into the army, completed basic training and ended up in Brooklyn, New York at a small Catholic College just 15 minutes from…

Story: Latkes [Pancakes]

By: Milt Montague This a true story about latkes and how such a simple item can play such an important role in life. Milt’s favorite food was potato latkes [pancakes] especially as they were fried to perfection by his mother,…

Story: Aunt Mae

By: Milt Montague MIlt and Sivia decided to spend a few days in the sun and had just arrived in Miami Beach, Florida. It was winter in New York City but it was delightfully warm at The Beach. Soon after…

Story: Trapped

By: Patrick Dang I spent day and night daydreaming of love. I dreamt of what the perfect girl would be like. We would be like two peas in a pod. The bestest of friends, with a bond stronger than blood. Distance…

Story: Briefly about Mr. Wentworth

By: William C. Blome I’ll talk up to a point about Mr. Wentworth, and then I’m going to pull up lame and go no further. It’s not that I have personal stakes of any kind in this race, so to speak,…

Story: Matu

By: Malini Misra It was getting late enough to be worried. I once again stepped into the balcony and looked down. Except for a drenched street dog that was lying down miserably near the gate, there was not a soul…

Story: Changed Person

By: Angel Ramnani On a typical day of tedious classes and tennis practice, my dad was running late from work. I decided to go to Cerritos library to start on my daily pile of homework, so I wouldn’t have so much…

Story: Her Last Gift

By: Hannah Yun Thud. Thud. Thud.  The sound echoed throughout the entire library. Thud. Thud. Thud. Eyes immediately shifted from books and study materials to the source of the sudden footsteps. “Look what you did, you ruined them!” She yelled. Feeling…