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"Mariah!" "Huh? What?" I was shaken out of my light snooze by my English teacher, Miss Terri. With a slight smile, Miss Terri said, "Is my class boring enough to have a nap in, Miss Felt?" Oh no. I knew where this was going. "Of course not! I just had a bi... - Fiction > Sci-fi/FantasyA lone figure wanders through the field. Her skin is as white as freshly fallen snow, and her cold-blue hair flows out behind her like an icy river, despite the windless night. The woman wears a dress not of fabric, but of the northern winds trapped. She is the Goddess of Storms. It's ...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionDr Phillips steepled his hands on his desk. "So, Maya, it's been three months. I don't want to pressure you, but I have to know if you are going to have the surgery or not." I wiped a bead of sweat from my brow and fiddled nervously with my bag's strap. "Can you expl...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionThe candle's flame flickers dangerously in the cool air of the night. I gently pull the stick of wax out of its holder and toss the dull metal to the side. "Fire mine," I murmur softly as I lift the candle up to my face. "Fire, are you truly mine?" Hot wax slowly drips...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/FantasyThe war raged around me. Heroes and their Divine parents battled one another. My name is Paphyrion, daughter of Artemis. It all started when Zeus and Poseidon went missing. The last of the Great Gods was Hades. The only Major God that is not an Olympian. All giants and titans were in Tartarus. ...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe cold wind ravages the world outside, Rain and hail with my house collide. But luckily, I am inside. A gold and red dragon warms the room, And I think about a scrumptious dinner soon. Roast chicken and potatoes and veggies galore, A book and a blanket; how could I want more? But when I...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy14½ Xtina raced through the woods, not caring when the thorns grazed her skin, when the branches caught and tore at her already tattered dress, when twigs and leaves matted her hair. Xtina didn’t care about any of it. Her father would be so disappointed in her, with the way tears streamed down ...
- Fiction > All FictionA little girl plays in the garden. I sit back and watch her from my patio. My niece has the assumption that nothing will ever go wrong in her life, so she whiles away her days frolicking. Leila’s foot catches on something, and she falls over. With a light-hearted laugh, she pushes herself up o...
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