Monday, I should wake up early and go to school Or should I go back to bed with the cookies I stole Tuesday, I’m set and ready to go It’s a great day until I spill coffee on myself Wednesday,...

Staring into the street, with my eyes blurred from tears, my body went rigid. My hands clasped my mouth to muffle my screams. “Why, why, WHY!” I thought to myself. My sleeves had been coved in...

Theresa Williams loved bugs. She liked to watch the way they moved, she liked to watch their interaction with other insects, and she liked to watch their tiny eyes blink. Basically, she enjoyed being crouched...

People omit truth all the time The effect is not so sublime. We can’t build faith, we can’t build trust How does a liar feel this lust? Sometimes the truth is too hard to hear So, in...

At first I had only known darkness, the warmth of the earth, and the coldness of the water that quenched my thirst. Then, after what I assume was time had passed, I came to know the vast, never ending...

He wanted to start a bakery. A bakery in Italy where the walls were draped with luscious green vines and a canal could be seen out the rickety wooden window. He baked for hours: strawberry cupcakes...

“Are you excited for college?” They all seem to ask me tirelessly, and sometimes I’m afraid to tell them, to let my truth bleed from my mouth: I imagine leaving home almost every day. I...

I sit on a chair, waiting I stare at the screen, dreaming I look around the room, thinking but I can't seem to find it The strokes of my fingers move swiftly The letters on the page appear immediately The...

I don’t know if children are born with a natural tendency to be malicious. There are obviously cases where children are perfect. Take for example Malia. Growing up, my mother would repeatedly remind...

Things happen in people’s lives That completely change them It might be an accident, or the loss of a loved one Or something personal Where your heart breaks into a million pieces Lost and full...

The sound of winter sits inside my head The sound of the wind carrying away the fallen leaves As the piercing wind soars up the crevice in my sleeves The sound of white snow silently engulfing...

The mist that covers the earth Paints a picture of innocence in the sapphire ether. A landscape above our heads We have yet to set foot on. They turn as fast as time Never the same as they were...