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Caught by Friendship

I hated that every morning I woke up to yelling. It is the worst way to start your day. Try as I might to make it disappear, it never did. I was stuck with it. As everyone from my bus drifted into Salem Middle School, I scanned the crowded hallways and cafeteria for my friend Felicity Lambert, but soon I was scrawled across the floor, not having noticed the foot that was all too willing to trip me. I scrambled to pick up my things before everything got crushed in the stampede that is middle school when I heard my na...

A mother knows

Sarah stood there with her face pressed up against the window screaming for her son. The nurses were frantically trying to sedate her and remove Charles from the room. The sun was shinning through the church windows illuminating the alter as Sarah and her father's arms were looped while they each took a step in since towards Charles nervous stance. Beside him stood his brother Eric with the ring in...

Gay means Happy

Like always, I woke up and was super happy! My Batman slippers on the hardwood floor ready to be put on, and the smell of orange juice and pancakes in the morning always had a wonderful feeling! So then i got up out of my bed, and put my Batman slippers on my feet and started to head toward the kitchen to have breakfast. While i was at the table I was thinking about my best friend James, He has been my friend since 1st g...

The Treasure.

Gija was excited in the morning as their high school term was over and all students were going home.And this vacation her favourite cousin Ariana was coming down to spend vacations with them. Ariana was  a year older and both of them made a wonderful team.  She waved goodbye to her friends and hurried out, checking out with their warden. As she met her parents along with Ariana, full of joy they climbed into the car and were chattering along.Gija said  "These are going to be my best holidays"....

Evening chatter

Beacham corners was a small town which most people drove straight through. They only had one stop light, one firehouse a police station and one school. In the center of town nestled between the coffee shop and the copy shop stood the library. It stood tall and proud. The building was an old school house.. Tall and white, the entrance lead you many different ways..The first section was all best sellers All, you would have...

Maple : The Saga

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. I had been wandering, indeed, in the leafless shrubbery an hour in the morning; but since dinner, the cold winter wind had brought with it the clouds so somber, and a rain so penetrating, that further outdoor exercise was now out of question.  It was six months back when I had got my left arm badly broken at the elbow. My left arm was somewhat shorter than my rig...

The Nonsensical Ramblings of the Terribly Ill

There is a lot of things I like in this world. Fat rain as it falls into puddles, creating bubbling pavement cauldrons that try to find their way towards the drain. The smell of rain as it hits the hot tarmac in the height of summer, that nothing else can seem to replicate. Yes, for some reason a lot of them are rain related. Reading inside with a cup of tea as the rain patters against the window, light fading as the dar...

The Atom Bomb (Ages 5+)

This story is based on a series of headlines that ran in the Brainerd Minnesota Daily Dispatch from August 6th – 9th, 1945. All else, aside from the headlines and historical details, is fictional.  The worst part about today is the thick heat here in Brainerd. A sweaty shirt clings to my back like it’s holding on for dear life. The best part about today is the news about t...

Annabeth

A huge stack of piping hot chocolate chip pancakes complete with whipped cream was placed in front of him and with it a cold, tall glass of milk to wash it all down.“Thank you.” Xander said.“You’re welcome, dear.” The waitress responded. Xander had come to love the quaint diner. He knew all the wait staff now, and they treated him well. He breathed in the chocolaty, buttery, syrupy smell of perfection. Saturday was the only day where he could sleep in, eat...

Hide From the Light

Mom and Dad always told me to stay out of the sun because of my sun allergy. Of course, I listened for fear of getting hurt. But, it wasn’t until I accidentally left the curtain open in my room that I began to grow suspicious.            The warm, golden light hit my skin as I struggled to keep my eyes open. Suddenly my eyes fluttered open trying to close the curtains as soon as possible. I sat on my bed waiti...

Fire Station Red

He fiddled with the string of his hoodie while I uncapped the fire station red. On the picture of the color at the nail station in Target it was a vibrant red, gleaming and smooth for an effortless polish. In person it was slightly rusty looking, missing the last bit of sheen. I gave it a good shake, but I’d had the color for three years, maybe more, and there was no achieving the equivalent of the brand-new glamour. Maybe it was better that way, closer to an actual fire station years in the running, with little bits of dust and rain and ...

Fun Facts about Fleas

Saul Mattis accepted a copy of Fun Facts about Fleas stale-faced and slipped the volume into his bag. “I’m sorry for its tone, but this really is all we have on fleas,” said the doctor avoiding Saul’s eye “it’s actually quite incredible what they, or rather you, are capable of” “I’m not a flea,” said Saul bluntly. There was a knock at the door and a nurse waggled a bundle of children’s shoes throug...

A Timeless Adventure

It was a party of a life time I will never forget. It lasted till 8:00pm. I knew my parents would be back by 10: pm, so me and my sister had no choice but to clean up. I was so exhausted but I had to clean up or else me and my sister would be grounded for at least 2 months. While I was cleaning it felt like it would take an eternity to clean up all this mess, but I didn’t have that kind of time. As we were cleaning I foun...

Don't Feed the Ducks

He picks up the bag they drop off for him each day. A tuna sandwich. A thermos of coffee. A yellow apple. It’s always the same. It doesn’t matter—he has no taste buds. It will all filter into a storage bank he'll just have to empty out later under the bridge when no one is looking. Two Four Seven, you have one hour to complete your assignment. He’s better at blending in si...

The Seed Fertilizer

The sun out ever still so high up in the sky, the trees still ever so green, the city buzz ever so loud, continuing as with every day, yes, it seemed like a normal day when I got the call, the call that would leave me so startled, so in disbelief, my mind became blank for a second, I felt a neurological shut down. I never forgot that voice, ever still so baritone Silence is what came out of my mouth, “Hello it’s me, plea...

Fire & Air

I’ve done a great many stupid things in my life. But blowing up the Sydney Opera House definitely takes the grand prize for the stupidest stunt I have ever pulled. It was the winter of 1986. I only knew this from the local weather channel and because science said that was how it was at this side of the globe. Honestly, to me, it felt like spring. Not just because it was currently June and at home...

Pluck That

After spending Labor Day weekend alone, I’m unusually eager to get back to work and see some faces. Originally I became an aesthetician because I feel compelled to smooth out the blemishes and unwanted hair I noticed so frequently on the faces of strangers around me. But, in a city full of so many faces, my days seem booked up for everyone except the one I really want to be around: Max. He’s the tall barista with the always smoothly-shaven, square jaw. My eyes linger on him every time I get my almond milk latte. I’m hungry to see him agai...

Brothers

I hesitated, fidgeting with my jacket zipper, staring at the house. I rub my left arm, fighting back the chills and goosebumps. I feel awful. I should hurry up, I can't stand the withdrawal for long, the craving will win out like it always does. I want it to stop now, all of it. I want to get better now. Clean. I don't want a repeat of two days ago. I touch my right arm, tracing a finger up and down where the scar is co...

The Splintering of Heart

I sit on the train that is going to take me to the university of my dreams, UCLA. The person sitting next to me is looking at his phone, he was looking at the campus of UCLA. "Are you going to UCLA as well?" I ask in a small voice. The guy looks at me like I'm crazy and then I realize that he probably can't hear me because of how crowded the train is. "What did you ask me?" The guy says, I smile after looking in...

My Childhood

I would always love to talk about my childhood. Even though my most admired friend who is a soldier, he always tells me that I should always keep looking forward instead of backward, because according to his experience, people who are stuck in the past gets PTSD and some other mental health problems. His optimistic soldier mind tells him that, the only direction in life is forward. But I still want to talk a lit...