“Breakfast!” A woman’s voice hollered from downstairs. Blue eyes peeked out of the box; he was not hungry. Besides, adventure was calling and Teddy was looking at him expectantly. Giving his red plaid bow-tie a quick wiggle, he grinned. Teddy was winning the argument and the call of the box was impossible to resist. He … Continue reading The Little Story Time Traveler
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My Vulnerability
I don't remember when the shadows entered me; if they were always there, or found their way in. They are the demons I battle every day. With or without constant support, they will always linger in the back ground – waiting for the time to escape and strike. Hungry beasts, they feed on my emotions; … Continue reading My Vulnerability
Little Prehistoric Traveler
“Whatcha think, Teddy?” A charmed smile radiated beyond the little boy's lips; eyes full of a hunger to meddle with his curiosities. His imagination was ablaze and Teddy remained silent. He pressed buttons as fast as he could. The box spun and lurched, tossing him and Teddy across the box. The box spun out of control and he had no idea where they were … Continue reading Little Prehistoric Traveler
The Little Time Traveler
It was his masterpiece; a simple cardboard box created by a little boy's imagination. As a canvas for his markers, colorful lines swirled along the sides. Each line told a story of excitement and adventure: thrilling times for a little boy and his ever faithful companion. He held Teddy in his arms, knowing his friend's … Continue reading The Little Time Traveler
