The Final

I rushed home that evening, taking the back roads because the main city streets had been blocked off since early that morning. The traffic was horrific, and the entire city was abuzz with excitement. Storefront after storefront that I passed bore our team’s logo and slogan in their windows. It felt like the entire city…

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The Festival of Trees

It was the second week of my publishing program, and I found myself volunteering with my class at a children's book festival. Not even two weeks to the day, I had been teaching adult students academic English. Now I was being shown around this outdoor space with my classmates. They were nearly the same age…

The Illness

My feet dangled freely from the wooden dining room chair as I dunked my chocolate chip cookies into a mug of milk. As I ate, I watched my favourite television show, Full House, on the bulky brown television set in the corner of my grandparent's kitchen. I liked this episode a lot so far. I…

The Dining Set

On a lazy Sunday afternoon, my black cat lay belly-up on the end of our red couch, his front paws suspended upwards toward the ceiling, a blank look in his eye. On the other side of the couch, I lay in much the same position, only clutched between my paws I held my iPhone. I…

The Ramp

There had been warning signs for weeks, but I never thought they would actually do it. I couldn't fathom how they could actually do it. It seemed so ludicrous. So absurd. So I wasn't prepared when it happened. It was a Wednesday morning. I picked up my coworker Amanda, and we set off on our…

The Cooking Class

I took Cooking as a bird class in high school. At the time, I was too immature to realize how truly innovative my high school was to even offer this class. In the first half of the semester we had cooking lessons and demonstrations, and during the second half, the class ran a restaurant as…

The Diagnosis

I pulled into a vacant spot in the parking lot that was shaded over by a large tree. Before I left my car to enter the mall, I checked my phone. I'd almost forgotten that I'd texted my mom to see how my grandmother's neurologist appointment had gone. "It's Alzheimer's." My mom had texted back.…

The Camping Trip

Drew Nodar and Seth Grady stood up from our table to leave for hockey practice. My heart sunk. I would miss having Seth around. He said normal goodbyes to everyone, but when he got to me his eyes twinkled a little more brightly. He said, "and you. I'll see you later." Holy shit. I thought…

The Short Story

It all started when I posted a short story about my experience visiting my boyfriend’s grandfather in the hospital. A fellow blogger found that post and recommended that I submit my story to Chicken Soup for the Soul. He explained that a friend of his had submitted several stories to the franchise, and that he…

The Hot Dog

It was my first time camping with virtual strangers. The only people I knew sitting around the bonfire that evening were my high school boyfriend Jonah, his cousin Alex and Alex's girlfriend Miriam, both of whom I'd met only once, at Christmas. We were camping with a mix of their friends. They were all a…