Story Harvest

The last will and testament of Allen Buffalo: My name is Allen Buffalo, and I am a full-blooded Cree Native. They say I don’t have …

Five guy friends and I decided to go on a challenging afternoon hike to a small mountain lake in the Payette National Forest in Idaho. …

Like many little girls, I loved my dolls, but most especially my doll Samantha. I was eight years old when I finally saved enough money …

When I was 11 years old, my maternal grandfather moved from New York to Loma Linda, California, to stay with my family. He had been …

With long strides, the Yul Brynner look-alike attired in an expensive business suit, rushed through the airport. Yet his briefcase is what caught my attention. Costly …

On our second day of camping we wake to high winds, torrents of rain, and muddy water spilling inside our tent. “We’re packing it in!” …

It is indeed a joy to announce that I PASSED my counseling certification exam! I was hesitant to let anyone know I even took the …

Icy terror clutched my stomach as I looked down the sheer mountainside beneath my skis. “I can’t do this, Danny. I’m hiking out.” My boyfriend, …

“You don’t get out much, do you?” My college roommate asked me one day. I hesitated. Why is she asking me this? I thought. I …

As a shy and insecure 13-year-old, I had a thousand different thoughts when my youth pastor asked me if I wanted to go on an …