With an exhausted sigh, Dirk Crozier unlocked the door to his business office at exactly 8:53 to begin another night of work. As he walked through the doorway, he threw his hat in the general direction of his coatrack. It missed, of course, but Crozier didn't bother to pick it up. He car...

High school is a boot camp I walked into his office. The look on his face was distasteful. He made me feel inferior to him. Not the way you should feel around your high school principal. I didn't feel welcome, or even accepted. His beady eyes burned holes in my skin. I sat. He gazed into my ...

It's always said is good to make peace with your past. Well for me that's not the case. It's too hard to let go a painful past and all the things I went through. From the early 1930's through mid 1940's leaving in Germany were years that no one would ever forget. Through ...

"This has got to be the most boring thing in my life" Michelle said as her and Cassy followed the band around the museum. "I totally agree and I always thought this place would be interesting." The girls had been literally forced to follow the band around that day at the Rock and Roll hall of Fame. ...

This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper. - - T. S. Eliot "The Hollow Men" "I wanted to be scared again . . . I wanted to feel unsureagain. That's the only way I learn, the only way I feel challenged." --Connie Chung "In Germany, they first came for the communists, and I didn...

Finding Your Identity Knowing the fact that no human could be perfect, my determination to accomplish the impossible was merely unstoppable. I would never be satisfied with any of my accomplishments for they were never perfect enough. Instead of giving myself a pat on the back for the amount ...

Finding Your Identity Knowing the fact that no human could be perfect, my determination to accomplish the impossible was merely unstoppable. I would never be satisfied with any of my accomplishments for they were never perfect enough. Instead of giving myself a pat on the back for the amount ...

I could smell the vodka entering my lungs, surrounding my body in its evil presence. I held my knees close to my body, and rested my head upon a kneecap. The shattering glass echoed in the background, filling my ears with the calls from hell. Tears ran down the sides of my cheeks, as I tried to ho...