Thanksgiving Treasures

It didn’t matter which direction I looked, I saw amber, fiery orange and brilliant red leaves swaying in the breeze. The view takes my breath away and I inhale deeply filling my lungs with the smell of fall. As I stand in the middle of the field on top of Harrison...

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What Was I Thinking?

My bike picked up speed as I came down the small hill on our street. The incline wasn’t huge, but to a young girl it was like a mountain. My heart raced as I tried to slow down. I panicked and instead of pressing the pedal brakes, I chose to use my feet. The problem?...

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