Deep in the forest lays an old forgotten relic of magic. The castle once white bricks are wrapped in ivy. This is were Para has spent her...

“Sally come downstairs for breakfast! You’re going to be late for school!” Sally groaned and rolled out of bed. “Coming!” she said. Sally...

Well, we were walking in the forest. I was sweating in the heat. About ten minutes later, going about a quarter a mile we entered tall...

(an unfinished story) How I changed my life, and helped change the world order There once was a time when a world like this would be...

I jumped up out of the train, my arms pushing me up to the hard metal roof. I slid my revolver in front of me and pulled myself farther...

We slowly started to get close to the trail happily jumping with joy. There we were and we entered the forest. Isaac started to pick some...

E’er since I was a little kid, I always wanted to fly. My mama tells a story about how I had just barely learnt how to speak, and I...

One day there was a big old mansion on a street called Private Drive Road. The house was so scary that no one would go to the house. But,...

There were two kids named Jayden and Zack and they both played soccer on the same team. And they weren’t to good to start with. And...

the other day i saw a weed and blew on seeds that said goodbye i wished the other day i saw a star and it was running through the sky i...

The old beat up rain jacket Rilie wore stopped being water resistant long ago. Rain water trickled down her face, mixing with a tear...

“How long has this been going on?” Nelle wonders aloud. How long have they all wandered around the city, wishing that this all never...

Interior, Bedroom, Baltimore, Maryland - Night LINA and AVERY sit on the floor of a bedroom. LINA wraps a blanket around her head and...

Never ending flame  Not an hour goes by   where you aren’t in my thoughts—   a relentless fire burning,   never dimming, never cooling.  ...

Still a monster—I know I am. My shaky breaths tell my story But that is not my truth. I want to start over.  A new morning dawns Soft...

She’s dead.  It doesn’t make sense.  Or, I guess it does.  It should. Death was more forgiving than guilt, and death held a greater value...

The gray shade blocked out the outside the sun started to fade as clouds ingressed it felt like the sky knew how i felt Drip Drip Drip...

EXT: Unknown town, midday Blair, a sixteen-year-old girl, sits on a bench outside of a liquor store, staring intently at a poster of the...

Here's a confession: I've forgotten how to tie my shoes. My knees are pulled to my chin, and I’m crouched over my own two feet, and I’ve...

This is my Poem This is a really good poem This is the third line of my really good poem The end