The Bridgewood Kids

I walked down the long university corridor slower than everyone else. I was still adjusting to my new life's pace. I'd only graduated high school six months prior, but I felt light years ahead, in another lifetime. In high school, I'd slid through with common sense and minimal effort. I made the honour roll and…

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 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…

The Wallet

It was late Sunday afternoon when I realized my wallet was missing. I searched my apartment high and low for it, but came up short. It was gone. "When did you last have it?" Asked my boyfriend. I scanned my memory. I definitely had it when we were at Walmart the night before. I used…

The Cough

"William." The syllables floated lightly outside my bedroom walls. My head swiveled toward my door. I considered that maybe I'd imagined it. Then I heard a cough follow it. Not my brother's loud annoying coughs. A soft, barely audible cough. But it was 3am. Who else could it be? I muted my 15 inch transparent…

The Nutcracker

A few years ago, I stumbled upon a picture of myself in senior kindergarten. The picture made me laugh. In it, is my adorable best friend at the time, Lucia. Her blond hair is pulled into a perfectly pristine bun atop her head, and she's holding her arms up in the shape of a triangle.…