Trends n Tales

After last winter break, a new girl transferred into my son’s class. Her name was Yuki. She was smart, kind, and used a wheelchair. Not long after that, my 17-year-old son, Lucas,…

My name is Madison. At 55, I honestly believed the era of life-altering surprises was behind me. I had already done the hard parts. Marriage, raising kids, building a career, and surviving…

My mom had me when she was only 19, and for the longest time, it was us against the world. We were a team. She worked two jobs to keep us afloat,…

I’ve never believed in superstition. And neither did Liam. So, the morning of our wedding, we skipped the whole “no peeking before the ceremony” tradition. There were no separate hotel rooms, no…

I’m 32. You can call me Maren. I typed this story the same way I would’ve texted a friend at 1:47 a.m., because even now my brain keeps going, “Nope. That didn’t…

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been obsessed with the sky. It all started with an old, crinkled photograph they showed me at the orphanage where I grew up. I…

The morning before everything seemed to crack, my son looked at me like he knew something was coming. Bren sat at the table in mismatched socks, giving me a curious glance. He…

My name is Giselle, and I am 19 years old. For as long as I can remember, my life has been built around an absence so complete that it felt almost fictional,…

My name is Violet. I am 27 years old, and I still remember the exact tone of Ingrid’s voice when she called me that night. It was not frantic. It was worse…

I blamed it on boredom. That is what I told myself, anyway, as I sat on my couch watching another one of those storage auction videos where someone finds a vintage guitar…