Out of the Box Short Stories
Out of the Box Short Stories
Submitted by: Nadia F. Elias Riz, my father, was born in 1927 in British mandated Palestine, the area that is now Israel. He and his family lived in a small town, which likely wasn’t very modern or advanced. But his father, Yousef Riz, worked with the British as an…
Submitted by: Dorothy Gable A few months before my mother’s death, she began to receive visits from my deceased father. Six years earlier, my father had passed away. When he died, my sisters and I gathered to help our mother and we realized that she could not live on…
Submitted by: Nadia F. When I was about twenty-five years old, living in Chicago, I asked my husband to drive me to the Maryhill Catholic Cemetery. My grandfather had died three or four years earlier and was buried there, but I had never gone to visit him. My sisters…
Submitted by: Lorrie Morales “I’ll meet you down the hill,” I said. Smiling at Jim, my co-worker, I scooted myself off the chairlift bench and pointed my skis to the right. Jim veered off the left. I was one of the teacher chaperones for the annual, high school…
Over the years, starting from the time we married, my husband and I moved numerous times. When we first met, my husband was a carpenter by trade, worked with concrete and was, by every definition, a very conscientious and hard worker. We started doing northern work in Canada, living in…
Submitted By: Linda Rayner Spring, with its warm breezes, new emerald growth and budding flowers, was transitioning into the hot days of summer as June was gradually drawing to a close. Although it should have been a time of anticipating the lazy, laidback days of summer holidays, the season proved…
Submitted By: Nadia F. I grew up in Chicago, Illinois, with my parents, sisters and brother. We attended a Catholic church and I went to Catholic schools. I loved the Catholic Church and believed in God, but I always felt that something was missing. In my early twenties I prayed…
By: Lorraine Kane The year was 1994 and Christmas was speedily approaching. We were expecting relatives from Hungary, my husband’s aunt and uncle, to join us that holiday season and I knew it would be a busy time. There was much to do to prepare. My husband and I…
Christmas 2004 and we were on our way to Manitoba, from our home in Alberta, to celebrate the season with my parents and family. Our four children, aged four to thirteen years old, were all buckled in and ready for the long sixteen hour or so drive to our destination…
By: Billy Butler I lived at the bottom of an old coal mining town called Helensburgh, in the state of New South Wales, Australia. Helensburgh is a beautiful town with lots of Australian Eucalyptus called Gum Trees. The trunks of these evergreen trees are usually smooth, white to cream-colored…
