Driving Home
The only thing that made noise was the steady hum of his car. He had been driving most of ...
When Ryan thought of the tree in his front yard, he remembered it being the tallest thing that he could imagine. As a child he would try to climb it often. He climbed higher each year. When he was very little, it was hard to reach the first branches without his dad's help. When he was ten, he finally got to the branch that the tire swing hung from. At twelve he started to get a little heavy for the branches. The branches that used to support him easily began to bend under his feet. The same nooks in the tree where his feet fit easily began to be tight. At thirteen he stopped climbing the tree altogether. Seeing the tree for the first time since he and his family had moved away, it shocked him. It was just a tree and not the colossus he had remembered.
The only thing that made noise was the steady hum of his car. He had been driving most of ...
It was Annie's first day at a new school. She waited outside the principal's offic...
As her bike zoomed down the hill, she anticipated the next climb. After an hour of riding,...