Short Stories by Kimberley
It is no secret that some of my favourite memories of growing up took place while at my grandma’s house. We’re already a month into summer and I thought it was a great time to share a summer memory. In today’s post, I will be sharing the story of my first visit to the beach.
At the beginning of the year, I had a few goals that I intended to achieve before the year…
Mindy peered at her reflection one last time before heading out. She wanted to make sure she looked her…
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.”…
Amy awoke to the smell of eggs frying in the kitchen. It was a Saturday morning and the sun…
Nigel walked into the air conditioned building. He was extremely excited. He just wrote his first novel and he…