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  My Gift

  

  By Writer_Jordan, Ellicott City, MD

  “I have a gift.” I said, for the nth time. It was ridiculous, how even the therapist, who had witnessed countless demonstrations of my abilities, denied them completely. They were imminent in the way I walked, how I embraced the darkness around me, and how I scorned the goodness in others. T...
• Hot Topics > Bullying
  The Bystander and The Fire

  

  By Writer_Jordan, Ellicott City, MD

  I don’t know what’s worse—to be the bystander or the fire. To be the bystander is to follow the flames wherever they go, uncaring when they spread over their next victims and demolish them completely. To be the bystander is to add wood to the fire, ignoring the attempts to extinguish it from f...
• Hot Topics > Bullying
  Bullying

  

  By Writer_Jordan, Ellicott City, MD

  It is important to recognize that you are not the only person affected by bullying. Bullying is a world-wide problem that has been addressed constantly in society today. But addressing the problem alone will not solve it—kids around the globe must band together and stand up to this common problem....
• Hot Topics > Letters to the Editor
  Drinking Age Should Not Be Lowered

  

  By Writer_Jordan, Ellicott City, MD

  I just finished reading the controversial Teen Ink article “Drinking Age Should Be Lowered” by Harold G. I was thoroughly appalled at his conclusions. He suggested that motivations for teenagers drink included rebellion, peer pressure, boredom, insomnia, etc. I agree with this completely, as the...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The Good King

  

  By Writer_Jordan, Ellicott City, MD

  The church bell rang: it was midnight. Ten people sat around the ancient hall’s table, which was covered in an abundance of food from all around the kingdom. There were fresh pies of all fillings, exotic breads, spices from the East, and countless confections that no one could seem to name. Th...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  Season of the Rain

  

  By Writer_Jordan, Ellicott City, MD

  The winters are fine. Snow falls from the sky in thin sheets, covering the small city in a soft white blanket. The youngest children laugh and play in its splendor. They stick their tongues out as the cold flakes cascade towards them and mimic the angels with their arms. The elders meet to talk abou...
• Fiction > Action-Adventure
  The Woods of Envy

  

  By Writer_Jordan, Ellicott City, MD

  Tonight, Elliot was traveling alone. He moved warily under the shining, full moon and along the endless dirt path that twisted up the hill and through the Woods of Envy. Though he himself was light and quick, his bag was heavy and hindered his progress tremendously. Elliot paused at the intersec...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The Land Between the Lands

  

  By Writer_Jordan, Ellicott City, MD

  The Kingdom of Valor sat atop a mighty mountain with ridges that would be described as impenetrable walls. The castle reached so far into the sky, it seemed to silhouette the stars. Below the Kingdom, there was an endless wasteland, a vast, dead area that supported no life. No plants were grown ther...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The Sacrificed

  

  By Writer_Jordan, Ellicott City, MD

  The City of Centsia sat beside a range of mountains called the Barr, named for their tendency to barricade attacking armies. The city itself consisted of tall buildings, the kind of buildings where you could see the first few floors from the ground and the last from the stars. The material was glass...
• Fiction > Romance
  Doomed Love

  

  By Writer_Jordan, Ellicott City, MD

  Our story seemed to be a kind of classical tale. Everyone knew it, and no one dared to stop it. I had moved here from the country, and he had always been a city boy. He knew the streets, and I knew the rolling hills. He was the kind of guy who would bring a girl to the movies, and I was the kind of ...
• Fiction > Action-Adventure
  Saving Angel

  

  By Writer_Jordan, Ellicott City, MD

  It is just me now. I am fourteen. I fled my home two years ago, when it was destroyed in the war. I fled, hiding in temporary shelters, never giving up. I would never let myself go when one of those shelters fell apart. I moved on at the slightest sign of disturbance. Angel Lawrence was his name....
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The War's End

  

  By Writer_Jordan, Ellicott City, MD

  It was always dark and stormy in Duskus. Rain poured from the sky at an unbelievable rate and lightning flashed rhythmically, lighting up the world for the merest instant before plunging back into the darkness of night. Olive Colt sat on her sofa, staring at the rain as it fell from the heavens ...