Things are not how they should be. Everything should be fixed and proper. No glass gone unclean or cracked. Yet,… Read more The Way Things Are
Mixed Signals
I sit anxiously tapping my foot against the hardwood floor. My hand reaches over for the umpteenth time to check… Read more Mixed Signals
This Isn’t About Flowers.
This isn’t about flowers. Flowers are tragic. I wholeheartedly believe that. They have thorns that cut you deep and leave… Read more This Isn’t About Flowers.
LILA.
I breathe heavily at the sound of the fire cracking next to me. I’m not sure why Matthew thought it… Read more LILA.
Malia
There was fear. Malia wasn’t exactly sure where, it sort of felt like it had consumed her at this point.… Read more Malia
In the Mind
Phineas was currently in his isolated room; walls painted a bright white. The boy was staring at the broken light… Read more In the Mind
Life and Death
Their breathing was heavy. It felt as if they were surrounded in the dark, being pulled apart piece by piece… Read more Life and Death
That’s So Raven
“Good morning, class. As you may have heard, there was a body found last night. And before you kids go… Read more That’s So Raven
Casey’s Game
“Ilda… Ilda…” the wind whispers throughout the forest. How did I get here? Who’s speaking? The trees were so dark,… Read more Casey’s Game
Angel’s In Stone
Life isn’t black and white. I found myself being the black sheep of the family. Which I suppose wasn’t a… Read more Angel’s In Stone