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A Backyard Sprinkler..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
In the backyard of his parents house was a garden with a backyard sprinkler. It was just to the left of a small driveway that led to a garage ..
ID Bracelet..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Mom got her son a gift on no special occasion. It was an ID bracelet with his name engraved on it. Robert wore it on his left wrist and showed h..
A Yellow Rose..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Sarah woke up with a smile as sunny as a yellow rose was the last thing she remembered. It was in a vase and she knew it was a gift, yet the d..
Green Continued..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
For the sake of fiction, we shall name this frog Freddy. Also we shall name this caterpillar Cathy. It all began in a pond where he sat on a l..
A Set Of Swings..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Sometimes a memory isn't triggered until you actuallygo back to where it came from. In this case, a hotel owned by my uncle many years ago. Su..
Permanently Autograhed..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
The author sold his book to a lady he met at an outdoor pool while both were on vacation. She read a few of his short stories and decided to share it ..
A Clue To Remember..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Audrey went to school as usual during the week, but this particular Wednesday she never returned home. Her parents called the police and reporte..
The Hall Of Records
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Henry met some old friends he used to know. They greeted him with open arms, both male and female. Eventually he got used to his new surrounding..
Shining With Compassion..by Michael
A Poem by
Michael Reisman
A kind word with a smile, a twinkle in the eye Shining with compassion. Ingredients to heal another's wounds. Perhaps between friends, maybe..
Shoulder To Shoulder..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Two strangers walked around the museum and looked at various paintings. One in particular caught the attention of both as they stood shoulder to..
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