Monthly Archives: April 2015

The Doctor (poem)

I had to go to the doctor today. I wanted to hear what she had to say. I wondered if she’d make my day or she’d ruin it with nothing to say? She opened her mouth so she could say Take 2 pills and … Continue reading

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Warrior Cat (poem)

Warrior Cat, warrior cat make that stance. Warrior Cat, warrior cat wanna dance? You look at me with those mean little eyes, Which one of us will be the one that dies? Tessa P.S. My cat is an indoor cat … Continue reading

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Kitty Cat, Kitty Cat (poem)

Kitty Cat, Kitty Cat Kitty cat, kitty cat go away. Kitty cat, kitty cat go and play. Kitty cat, kitty cat not with that! Kitty cat, kitty cat went kersplat! I wrote this because my cat is playing with everything … Continue reading

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PTSD (Non-Fiction)

I also suffer from PTSD (see definition below) and here are the stories behind the cause of this issue and which I still haven’t worked out yet.   Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD)  — By Mayo Clinic Staff Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) … Continue reading

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New born 4 month old? (non-fiction)

I know I am jumping around with these stories and I am sorry, but I have to write them when my mind remembers them or I will forget again and they are coming out in no particular order.  New Born … Continue reading

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4-wheeler fun… (non-fiction)

We had a 4-wheeler and the kids loved it. We lived back on a lake with plenty of woods and trails to ride through. Usually they were fighting over it or trying to get it away from their dad. This … Continue reading

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Fathers and Daughters…Non-fiction

I don’t know about others, but my father has always terrified me. Even as a full grown grandmom, he still scares me. I live in his house and he is my father and I am the daughter. The dynamic is … Continue reading

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Kicked out of Class (non-fiction)

Kicked out of Class – by Teresa Smeigh I have mentioned before that I was a goody-two-shoes most of the time, but there were times when you had to watch out. I think now after all this time that I … Continue reading

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Standing in a corner! (non-fiction)

Standing in a Corner – by Teresa Smeigh I was definitely a goody-two-shoes when I was younger. I was mostly terrified of getting in trouble and it didn’t happen often because I didn’t want to be punished. So of the … Continue reading

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The Swing Set – (Non-Fiction)

Anyhow here is a short story of when I was little, remember names changed to protect the innocent (ha,ha,ha). I was too little to remember this. This is my parents’ memories. Swing Set “John where is Tessa?” Carol was tearing … Continue reading

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