by Ivan de Monbrison I should have died much sooner, right after Dad died. I should have killed myself very quickly, without even taking the time to think about it too much, because afterwards you hesitate, you procrastinate, and it’s already over for good. But my first real suicidal urge…
by Carla McGill The First Memory—The Last Day of Fourth Grade It was the year that President Kennedy was shot. We were at different schools, but they were just a few blocks apart. When my teacher found out what had happened, she sobbed, her head on the desk, while Barbara…
