Her petite, delicate body slouches in the too-big-for-her front seat of the car. I'm eying her every subtle move in this isolated tree. I want to scream and cause commotion as her fingertips gently land on the handle of the car door. She... (more »)
As I lie down on melancholy and shame, I force myself to indulge in a simple volume.
I am restless and sleep deprived. I'm pained deeply to the core and my mind is in forest lands. How I'm trying to concentrate and go on with the... (more »)
“Shh,” Hot weight pressing down, soaking through the sheets. “Stay still, can’t let them see you.” A quiet hand shifting over sleep-swollen lips, soft and rough with calluses and slick with sweat, shaking in fear.
In the morning, I... (more »)
It was my phone that made me wake up. I tried to ignore it. However, the phone seemed to ring on forever. I had downloaded a song ringtone because I adored Daft Punk. The song “Get Lucky” made me cheerful even at really sad times. Despite... (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 »)
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 »)
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 »)
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 »)
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 »)
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 »)
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 »)
The school bell rang loudly as Ms. Smith jingled the rusty bell. Anne ran out to her house her test in hand. She ran by the cobbled road with the yellow flowers blooming on the sidewalk. A beautiful crimson-red horse - drawn- carriage passed by... (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 »)