Fiction

My Dad, sold. My sister, sold. My dog… wants food. My Mom… not convinced. I want my family to move to Mars. I want to start fresh and breathe new air. Not from a different country or anything like that, but a new planet.

I had been ditched. My best friend for 5 years just abandoned me. I was speechless. I could not produce words to come out of my mouth. Last recess I had played with the new girl, and the next, she was gone. I could only hear.

Sometimes I wonder why humans can't make inventions to fix everyday lives. Like an invention to stop the glaciers from melting or to suck some of the carbon dioxide out of the atmosphere. How would these inventions change the world?

The stars were shining especially bright tonight. The boy looked up at the individual white dots on a canvas of pitch black, then he looked down at his feet. Suddenly, he noticed a flash of white.

Advertisement Screenplay(Teenage Girl enters Living Room, she sits on a couch and opens a book.)

Teenage Girl: Finally, I can relax and read my book.

Boom!

A large hand covered in dark green fur pounds against an invisible window, a young boy sitting on the floor on the other side.

Boom!

The creature the hand belongs to breathes heavily, and grunts with every swing.

When we were born, the island itself was tethered to the mainland, and then there was no longer a mystical floating isle in the sky, just like that; all that was left was a lifeless chunk, frozen in time, trapped on Earth.

The Record Setting Home Run

Once upon a time, there lived a man with crimson eyes. This man lived his lonely life in solitude, awake but unaware of the darkness that surrounded him, going about his time as all did.

It was about three years ago but I remember it like it just happened. A carnival had come to our little town of Brookwood, known for its paranormal activity. My homeroom teacher Mr.