/1/2015 -Dear Journal I saw something in the woods today. It looked odd yet I really did not get a really good look at it. All I saw was a shadow of a weird creature. It looked like a man but yet...it did not. It seemed to have claws and no... (more »)
A young girl sat in a chair among a crowd of money grubbers pretending to love the guest of honor as the priest gave the sermon of the dead for her deceased mother.
The day that her mother had died had been a cold day....a blizzard... (more »)
My pipe softly smoked as I first heard the carriage draw near. The wheels creaked and the horses trotted down the cobblestone street. The moon slid behind the clouds and I turned on my small reading light that rested on the side table and... (more »)
Mad, you might say. Perhaps. I’m not sorry I committed the crimes. I’m just sorry I got caught, but my accomplice, Stanley Warden, didn’t. He might be still out there committing more crimes that I didn’t finish, while... (more »)
The original piece merely details a story following a linear path to that of the folklore. I however (keep in mind this is my first work) try and tell the story in an alternate perspective. As well as shiftin the time in which it takes place.... (more »)
“Jason?” I asked, raising my voice slightly over the stuttering of the engine. “What’s wrong?”
I, Xyla and my brother Jason were on our way home after spending three weeks at music camp. We had been driving through nothing but snow for... (more »)
Camila felt wet.
Well that doesn’t make sense, Camila thought to herself. Why would my bed be wet?
Then Camila discovered something else. I’m not even on my bed! This feels like the ground. It feels like cold wet hard ground. Why would I be... (more »)
Anna O... A patient of Sigmund Freud, she developed feelings of transference towards her doctors. Transference, a psychiatric phenomenon, is portrayed by the shift of a human’s feelings for one individual towards a more available person. Plagued... (more »)
It was my eleventh birthday today and I was treating my class with a box of cupcakes I was bringing into school. Everyone was enjoying them as we ate them before we went out to recess. Five students in my class were absent so I had extras that I... (more »)
I sat in my small, tight living room, watching a cheesy, old soap-opera that was putting me to sleep. Just like any other person with a job, I have a life of my own too. I mean, why wouldn’t I?
I’m Adam Wenton, and I’ve got... (more »)
I woke up, my skull pounding without much memory of what had happened. The only thing I remembered was my dream. I tried hard to remember…it seemed like it was important...
I was a pizza guy, and it was my last run of the day. I was... (more »)
The girl couldn't breathe. Sitting up in shock, she looked around. She could see a large glow of red. Taking a breath, she started into a spasm of coughing. The temperature of the room she was in was rising. Fire? Fire! The realisation that she... (more »)
She wanted to get away from it all; the four-page creative essay due the next day in Spanish, and not to mention the fifty new vocabulary words. It was October 15th, 2009. Raquelita Castillo was a junior, dealing with the various stresses and... (more »)
As we slowly walked beneath the golden shining stars, Brenan held my hand in his, and quietly said “I love you”. He started to kiss me, I obliged; I had waited a while for Brenan, and now he finally wanted me. He had always been a good... (more »)
“Jamie, what are you holding in your hand?” questioned Mr. Lucas Sanders.
“It’s a picture of when we were at the beach when I was a baby,” Jamie replied holding up the photograph to her dad. Its crinkly surface... (more »)
Aiden, a famous transplant surgeon in New York, was about to accomplish one of the greatest moments in his life; a hand transplant surgery. The tiring 14 hour surgery was almost over. He just had to stitch up the remaining open flesh.
When he... (more »)