When I was 11, I always stared at my feet. I was looking for that $20 bill my mom picked up but I missed. I've since learned that lightning don't strike twice.
Category: Kingston’s Short Stories
“Roots Lined With Gray” (Kingston’s Short Story #2 [Age 10])
You're defining moments are often hidden away in mundane archives. So how can you instill change into the world without first examining yourself in the mirror?
“A Run for Cash” (Kingston’s Short Story #1 [Age 9])
When I was 9, there was a power outage. I instinctively knew it was important to act as a cohesive unit.
