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  Wide Awake

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada

  10:07 P.M. Finally, I was going to bed early. There wasn’t any homework screaming my name, and I’d run out of books to read. For once, I wouldn’t be turning my light off at two in the morning. No, I was going to bed early. Right now. The light was off and I closed my eyes, so excited...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Stomach vs. Self

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada

  When I was a child, I often got the flu or a bad cold, and was at the mercy of my overly delicate internal system. My record of puking in one day is sixteen times, and that’s a fact. My body was more of a spoiled brat than I was, throwing tantrums at every possible moment. However, those days...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Second Self

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada

  I just couldn’t believe that it had happened. Alexa had been my best friend since preschool, and we had vowed never to stop being friends. We had grown up together, all the way to the summer before grade twelve. We were so excited about graduating and how we would be adults soon. We were both dete...
• Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
  Ghosts and Mirrors

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada

  Ghosts and Mirrors She was beautiful and she knew it. She was a famous actress, and so she had to be beautiful. Every day, she spent hours making her hair elegant, and painting her face with expensive makeup. The walls of her old house were covered with mirrors, so that she might see herself at a...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  A Regret Too Late

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada

  A Regret Too Late It wasn’t that they didn’t miss me. I knew that for certain. It was just…they were moving on with their lives. Learning to live without me around, adapting to the new reality. I wasn’t there anymore, but that didn’t keep them from living. Alright, maybe that sound...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Remembering

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada

  Now how did we get to be so old? I remember years ago, when we met. Neither of us had found ourselves yet, And so it took time to get to know you. I was strongly opposed to wearing makeup, And you fit in by sticking out. We only really started talking in high school, When things were new an...
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  Supper Time-The Distressing Ordeal

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada

  Sometimes, I think adults forget how truly difficult life is when you're only five years old. Oh, sure, it's all fun and games, that is, until it's supper time...then begins the distressing ordeal. * * * * * I always ran to the table when ...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  Choice

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada

  Fox A small dark road lies lonely between two towering houses. It is seldom used, if at all, by vehicles. A few alley cats, perhaps, use it as a passage from one side to the other, but even then, rarely. A cold, pale, sickly moon hangs high in the starry night, shining into the frosty air. ...
• Fiction > Historical Fiction
  Boudicca Reflects

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada

  Those of my people who are still alive call me a hero. A martyr. Someone to be remembered for ages to come, even after our lands are long destroyed. They have written songs about me, praising my courage and strength, and how I stood firm in the face of destruction. I don’t think I deserve any ...
• Fiction > Historical Fiction
  The Safety of the Full Moon

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada

  The wind howled outside, a snowy winter storm beginning to rage. On a night like this, when the cold settled into every bone and was determined to stay, the entire household would sit in the Great Hall, around the blazing fire pit. Food and drink was still plentiful, as it was only the beginning of ...
• Fiction > Historical Fiction
  Light Reveals Lies

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, DC

  Light Reveals Lies “Please, let me go!” Katarina cried out as a guard dragged her up some steps. Her long skirts tangled around her legs and caught in the cobblestones. Her black hair had come out of its neat bun and hung all about her. Her right arm was bleeding from a scratch, the bright ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Wilted Rose

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada

  It was something beautiful, like a quickly budding rose. We found it among the thorns, struggling to reach the sunlight. We gave the flower so much care with soil and shade and gentleness. We watered the flower, so happily, almost too happily, too enthusiastic. We were a whirlwind, d...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Rescued Princess

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, DC

  Retreating backwards into my world, with scraps of words and stories. Pure light enveloping me, a safe place of refuge. My own world of dreams, apart from the world outside. Pain can't reach the inside, a wall of fog is in place. A lost little marsh princess. Is there a pri...
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  Suspicion

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada
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  Awaiting the Prince

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada
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  Danse Macabre

  

  By Katkin, Abbotsford, Canada