Chapter 1: Arrival

Like what I write? Donate Here! College. The sun shone down on the crisp September scene as I waved goodbye to my parents. It would be a few months before I would see them again. I was in college. I had my own apartment, kiddy corner from the BYU-Idaho stadium. What was I getting myself into? … Continue reading

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The Manner of Happiness Part I

It was another clear day and the sky shone an almost electric blue as the Vegas sun blazed from above in its usual attempt to cook the desert metropolis in which I had grown up. My mother drove our old, bronze Cadillac. The window was down and her curly, platinum blonde hair billowed in the … Continue reading

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Transitions Part II

I walked into my plain, undecorated bedroom after a long day of school and sat on my dinky twin-sized bed. Dylan, my roommate, sat on the edge of his bed and read his scriptures with a serious expression. When I first moved into my bedroom and started to store away things in my closet I … Continue reading

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Transitions Part I

Brina Sherwin was a spunky little girl with thick black hair and deep brown eyes that burned with a contagious happiness. Subtle freckles dotted her sharp nose, and her thin lips were always curved up in a smile. She lived across the street in the mustard yellow house with the big window where the garage … Continue reading

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