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Keith sat down and the miniature table, Starbucks in Hand.  Ryan took the outstretched, with a gratuitous smile. "So a kid in my history class brought up the holocaust today." Keith began, "He was saying how all of Germans were idiots for following Hitler like they did.  So I told him, 'You live in a country whose economy is spiraling down words and to try to say no to someone who brings about hope for change." Keith paused to take a sip of his and steaming coffee.  Ryan looked over at his best friend with inquisitive eyes.   "Was that Alex?" Ryan asked, reading into Keith words. He nodded mid sip.   "He's a bit close minded and it d

Three Minute Fiction       "The elves went skipping to Santa…" the narrator on the television read. "Ben, turn that off, we need to get going." Andrew scolded Ben. He obediently turned the show off and stood up to face his best friend. "Let's get this baby going!" Ben smiled excitedly. He walked over to Andrew, who was hunched over the machine they had been mindlessly slaving over for the past seven months. "Time to transition into the fourth dimension," Andrew instructed mysteriously as he was hunched over the equally mysterious machine. He was getting all the parts ready for Ben and himself. Ben positioned the red hipster glass

Personal Narrative #2                   Heidi Hartman G1 Most people don't understand what it is like without a dad. You must be thinking about how often your dad fight, or how you never get along. But when your father isn't around anymore, you really start to miss those little fights and arguments. It is so very true that you don't know what you have got until it is gone. I remember those fight with my dad, the foolish little arguments that popped up in my life every once in a while. Strange to say, but I do miss those small quarrels. Even though you never really ponder over what your life would be life without a dad, take in the fact that