Private Morlane · Rooster · Let the regiment sleep
Hero at Midnight No one could remember who among them gave him the name Rooster; probably someone long gone by this ...
Private Morlane glanced at the watch that he'd taken off and left on the small table by his cot, rubbing his sleep-we...
Morlane hung his head. At times like these, his emotions were torments of conflict. He was grateful, yes; but he was ...
Fancy dress at Tom's party was optional, but all the children wore something wacky. First prize was for the circus ri...
Dear Mom, Do you remember this picture? I do. I remember a lot about those days, when we were a family. Yesterday, I ...
"What the hell kind of superhero costume is that?!" My dad was yelling so loud I could hear him from my room. When th...
Once upon a time there was a bug who wanted to live on my finger. I called the little fella over and asked him to sta...
It was a swarm. They were trying to get in. Surrounding the house. I was running frantically throughout the house, ma...
He didn't know what to say. No one did. It had never landed on anyone's finger before. The fabled winged bug, unlike ...
Hats
I don't like hats anymore. My friend from camp always wore a hat, and so did I. We would switch hats sometimes, weari...
Never leave the house looking less than your best. It is this way that we show respect for others (paraphrased from T...
Sometimes I am shocked at the state of America today. The young people just have not respect - no decency at all. The...
Malcolm's coo became a cry.
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...
While me and my friend were packing, I thought of what we will do during the holiday we have away from school or stre...
I was scared. I could see another perspective of myself. Did I want this to happen, no, but did it happen for a reaso...
I lay there, floating. On the outside, at least. On the inside, I walked quietly down a dark hallway towards a bright...
2070.
2070. Last digits of the code. No matter what they did, I was not going to tell them the rest of it. My undercover me...
I liked Erica, but Daddy didn't. She did everything for him, like the man on the advert said she would, and it had me...
2070, by 2070 i want all the bad things to be gone. i want there to be a cure to all the bad things that affect our w...
I jumped.
The wind whistled around me, caressing me like i was its lover. Its icy touch leaving trails of fire all over my skin...
i jumped off the bridge and hit the water. OK, so i didn't judge the height of the bridge or he depth of the water, b...
You could use a little direction, said Junie to Sam. They were sitting cross-legged in the wood chips on the playgr...
He led me to the spot and I gasped. "Alex...did you seriously build this?" "For us." He took my hand and I blushed so...
As I gazed across the lake at the empty gazebo, I realized I wanted to be there. To stand in the center, surrounded b...
The dock at his grandfather's pond always reminded him of Imladris, the land known as Rivendell in Tolkien's The Hobb...
Drowning in the sea. That was the trick of it. To be seen to swoon, to fall to the bottom. The pretend to expire. It ...
Drowning in the sea. That was the trick of it. To be seen to swoon, to fall to the bottom. The pretend to expire. It ...
Marjorie was drowning. She felt the pull of the water on her legs and the icy shock in her heart. She hadn't even fe...