The Get Together

Today is a very special day for my mom and me. Today we are going to meet with our father after a long time. I am very excited for it. But the meeting period is very short, just 10 minutes.

Mr. Morgan was waiting for us. He was the medium through which we are going to talk with him. Yes, we are going to do planchette.

My mom and I haven’t talked with him since the day we both died in a road accident a year ago that my father survived!!!!

It’s really a special day for both of us.

From Guest Contributor Prapti Gupta

Voices Of A New Generation

Dealing with young people at work, Carson experienced flashbacks to his own sometimes turbulent adolescence. He recalled vividly his occasional intense suffering, not from outside influences, but from his own changing body. In particular, an unanticipated growth spurt when he shot up several inches in height in a short period of time. He even got stretch marks around his knees. Growing pains are real.

As he monitored hundreds of gestation tanks occupied by genetically-modified beings constantly infused with growth hormones, Carson was assailed by endless waves of primal screams.

Who’d have thought growing a clone army would be so noisy?From Guest Contributor John H. Dromey

John’s short fiction has appeared in Mystery Weekly Magazine, Stupefying Stories Showcase, Thriller Magazine, Unfit Magazine, and elsewhere.

Dear Diary

Today I got my first period. I'm the first in my grade to have one.

It wasn't bad at all. I was in English class, and I told Mrs. Johnson what happened, and she gave me a pass to the nurse's office. Only a few of the girls understood what was going on, and none of the boys.

Mom tried to be reassuring, like it was something I might be ashamed of. I think Dad was more embarrassed about it than I was.

Actually, I'm proud. I'm way ahead of schedule. This is definitely going on my application to Harvard.