- By Monique LaBossiere
The wide eyes of panic, the slight tinge of betrayal in her shoulders; that’s what I remember.
I was sitting on a couch, leaning back into too-thin cushions: little back support. We were playing a tabletop game, our heads engrossed in one of my closest friend’s voice. I get up to get water when we take a break, the other’s voices jumbled words muffled by the kitchen’s tile.
I hear one friend say, “I liked that description of the witch, it was almost real.” I close the fridge door, walking slowly back towards them.
“Yeah, he did it perfectly.”
I realize my mistake immediately.
- By Georgia Longphee | firstname.lastname@example.org
My aunt loves her Diet Cokes and always flatters me by calling me beautiful. Instantly, I tell her she is beautiful back. Sadly though, she is also a person who got unimaginably unlucky.
Due to wanting to protect her personal life, my aunt and her brother will remain anonymous.
My 62-year-old aunt suffers from schizophrenia and according to the Centre for Addiction and Mental Health, “As many as one person out of 100 may experience schizophrenia.”
- By Mackenzie Gellner