The roof shook; the walls shuddered. Then everything went quiet.
Muhammad peered over the windowsill. They were coming for him, like a dog that never tires, constantly hounding him.
He had caused this. Now they had found him.
But if Muhammad was to die, someone would take his place.
Liam likes to spend his free time reading. He plays hockey, basketball, and volleyball, and he also likes to snowboard. He is a 13-year-old in Grade 8 from Vernon Christian School.
The notes by the headstone say “Thank You”, anonymous followers grateful because her death finally opened their eyes.
Mine says “Sorry”, for even as an enemy of the state, a hero of the people, or an urban legend, she was still my daughter and I failed to keep her safe.
Mohamed is an avid reader who found a calling in writing, both fiction and non-fiction. Mohamed is writing a short story collection titled “Broken Men”. He also wrote The Café, his first novel in Arabic. See more on his blog.
She had preferred it when her table was simply empty. An empty table could some day be filled.
What could you do with a table once it had become a grave?
Stilling her only child’s dying spasms, she emptied herself of tears, filling the empty places with resentment, determination, revolution.
This story is based on a title suggested by Ryan Culley-Waters.