Fiction

She sighed, laying her head back against the tree. How lucky she was, to have this loyal forest, all to herself. This forest that loved no other, that spoke not of her secrets but only of the beauty of its children.

"No," I said, keeping my ground. "But we have to!" My friend pleaded, tugging at my arm. I bit my lip. "We'll get in trouble." I said nervously. "No we won't!

I’m sitting in my room staring at the ceiling, happily replaying the events of Shay’s birthday party, when my mom knocks at the door. “Come in” I say, not too interested in what my mom has to say to me.

Ben Green sits quietly behind his desk aboard the Roosevelt. He is enthralled deep in thought, but his mind shifts as he notices the streaks of blond, left to slowly fade away on his head.

Should I do it? It looks fun. But my gut tells me not to. Why does this decision elude me!? Should I do it? I'll just do it-NOPE! I don't want to! It's scary! But it also looks fun! I should just leave.

"Some say the world will end in fire." Robert Frost's line echoes in my head, quickening my heartbeat and breaths, as if I should just give up and succumb to the soils surrounding us.

The Thing Itself, part 2, Anna

The Thing Itself, part 1, Lexi

Once upon a time there was a queen of a small kingdom. The Queen’s name was Willow and she ruled the Kingdom named GrassLand.

“Do you know what it's like to have everything taken from you? 

Snatched from your fingers, like fish gobbled by the preying bird? 

Will I ever see you again?"

I felt my vision blur as my eyes filled with hot tears.

The best thing that entered my life, now may become my worst memory. Leon will be nothing but a memory. A bad memory.

I am blindfolded.

I cannot see.

She leads me through the woods.

Holding my hands and walking backwards.

I smile and laugh, feeling free.

She stops, and so do I.

What is it? I ask her.