Six Sentence Memoirs
Original Pieces by the following authors: Henry Hun, Muna Mohommed, Zane Iffland, Crowley Carter, Suheyla Adam, Maia Roundtree, Cedric Mayo, Betu Denebo, Jocelyn Jimenez Romero, Nhi Lu and Samia Abdullahi
The cold air choked my lungs and the rain soaked my converses.
The rain fell hard and heavy but not as heavy as my eyes were.
My sister pleaded to hang out with her friends later than usual, but the responsibility that
trailed along with that request was to pick her up.
Obviously, I said yes because I was dragging myself along the uneven pavement that
harvested puddles that weren’t afraid to soak me.
The night crawled over rainier beach around 8pm and the feeling of being a personal speed
bump to the residents drivers was lingering.
Though picking her up, When she sparked with excitement telling stories of her day with her
friends and her repeated thank you’s; I guess the wet socks were worth it.
By Henry Hun
I am a sister. I was awakened in the morning by a loud noise created by my alarm. I get out of bed and feel tired and calm. I walk to the bathroom and see my brother using my lotion. As soon as I try to get my lotion back, I smell something burning down stairs. I run downstairs and see our breakfast in flames. I get a plate and taste it, and immediately felt regret.
By Muna Mohammed
Almost every year my uncle flys out from Florida to visit me and my parents. Every visit we would hang out downtown and eat lunch. Every time we’d eat something new, sometimes it wasn’t very good but it was worth it. Because we’d head over to game works. Since covid though he hasn’t been able to visit me. It’s hard that one of my closest family members lives on the other side of the country.
By Zane Iffland
On January 1st, 2021, at 12:05 am, I introduce my little brother to the concept of an all-nighter. I pop the popcorn, he grabs our sodas packed with caffeine, and we are ready. I grab the remote and click, "Gravity Falls" is already on. I pull him closer, today I teach him the art of staying up even when your eyelids grow heavy. We watch the show that we have both already seen, catching new jokes and clues. These are the moments I live for, it's always so fun to watch him grow up.
By Crowley Carter
"The Ending I Expected"
November 12th was three days before my birthday. Now, it wasn’t until this year I
thought it was cursed. My eyes began to burn as my cousin’s comforting voce echoed in the
room; phone pressed against my cheek. I didn’t know what to say to her desperate, “Hello?” So,
I just responded, “Yeah, I’m here.” I had been holding in my breath for so long, without even
realizing, so when I let go, the tears fell from my eye’s like hot lava. As I thought, “why does
this break up hurt so bad”, the sense that I made of love within my (almost) 17 years of living all
came undone.
By Maia Roundtree
Happiness touches my soul when I’m with my family.
It greets me when I lay my eyes on my favorite shows.
Happiness tickles my nose as the aromatic scent of my mother’s cooking wavers around the house.
It lights up my taste buds when my daily smooth and cold Starbucks meets my mouth.
Happiness greets me daily when I step into my noisy and bustling household.
Happiness comes to me every day in many different forms, even if I don’t come to notice it at the moment.
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By Suheyla Adam
The click-clacking on my keyboard had long since stopped. I sat there, staring blankly at the script. I need to get this done, for nothing had been written for days. "Just take it slow," my sisters words echoing through my head, "You have all the time in the world." I straightened my posture, and took a breath. Soon enough, there'll be more writing done.
By Cedric Mayo
Click, yet another flick
I find myself here again
Heavy camera dangling from my shoulder by its strap
Reaching down every now and then to capture another snap
Keep telling myself it’s just a phase
But I know I’ll be back here, same cannon, same place, in just a few days
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By Betu Denebo
No one likes to talk about the M-word. Mental Health is basically nonexistent in this society and sadly only some believe it to be true. It comes in many different forms whether that be depression, anxiety, schizophrenia, or bipolar disorder, it depends on the person. I, myself, have struggled my whole life with mental health and trauma. More specifically, depression, anxiety, eating disorders, etc. This is pretty common in our generation (Gen Z) and it's okay to embrace this part of yourself because it's normal and in the end, we'll be okay.
By Jocelyn Jimenez Romero
Social Anxiety
My heart beats faster but my breathing has stopped.
Sweat wells up on my palms and my nails dig into my skin.
“Why did I do that?” I regret it in my mind.
I said something stupid again, didn’t I.
“It’s fine.” They say.
No it’s not, not to me.
By Nhi Lu
Everything happened so fast. We couldn't believe what they were saying to us. We followed them to the incident and saw the car and my cousin coved, and my other cousin sizing. Their friends didnt get hurt that bad. But my cousins did.
By Samia Abdullahi
