Fiction

“Honey, I need you to cook dinner again tonight. I have to stay at work late and grade papers.” Her father’s voice crackled, and then he hung up. Sorin sighed and shut off her phone. Third time this week. And it was only Wednesday.

“Grandpa?”
 “Yes Taron?”
“Were you really raised by tigers?”
“Err...kind of. I’ll tell you the story but you need to listen. I was about one year old and amazingly I could talk and walk.”...
 

Finally finished my novella! I don't have a title yet but I would love some suggestions. Please let me know what you think and thank you for taking the time to read it all! Click here to read :)
 

When she laughed, he smiled wide. Then I did.

parting the seas of worry with worn hands, weary from carving your name into my heart. i should just. . . stop. i slap myself. this is not ok. running my hands through my hair, and wanting to touch your's so badly. . . what?!

I have good luck you have bad, I do nothing fun while you never get it right. We bump into each other. For the first time I finally had a scratch on my arm. I feel so happy while you hesitate staring into my eyes.

when she laughed, he smiled wide.
 

teddy is attacking a garden gnome
 

I stood at the edge of the shore, the waves hitting my feet. I stared out into the foggy morning. It had been twenty-four hours since she had left. Gone. Forever. And it was all my fault.

Food!
-Write about your favorite food, and write what would happen or what it would feel like if it came to life!
 

One, two, three, breathe. They aren’t staring at you. One, two, three, breathe. It’s okay. One, two, three, BREATHE. They aren’t doing anything wrong. My heart punches and battles as I walk through the bleak hallways of my high school.

I’m lost in this wonderland. We don’t know what is next, so we are left to wonder, and be forced into a lost position. 
All we can do about it, is feel wonder and be lost because it all makes sense at the end. Just wait, and you will see.