Messages After Life
I walk threw the croud of trees till I see the garden. The garden my gran loved; she lived for this botanical garden. My gran would take me here a girl every day and show me her garden.
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I wrote this story in 6th grade (2 years ago!). Tell me how you guys like it!!! (Also I apologize in advance, it's SUPER long, no pressure to read it all (: haha) -
The Portal (Part 1 out of 2 Parts)
The door didn't look magical. Actually it looked the complete opposite of magical. It was just a normal navy blue door with a golden doorknob. A typical door. -
~The Becoming~ Chapter One: Missing?
15 year old Kara Smith has life under control. With stellar grades and a nice boyfriend, everything is perfect. Until it isn't. On the eve of her 16th birthday, her parents go missing leaving no trace. -
The Shy and the Weird
There were these two friends, opposites from each other. People always say that friends are very much alike but not these two. One was known for being very shy and kind while the other one was known for being weird and loud. -
The Arcane | Chapter Five: The Face Wearer
Eleven days. -
It was Unbelievable
It was simple, it wasn’t much, and it wasn’t fancy. It was a day like any other, the sun rays slowly dropped from the sky and tickled our faces. The slight rustle of leaves hinted at the warmer summer breeze coming. -
The Waterfall
It doesn’t hit me until I make it to the top. The view is extraordinary, the waves crashing up against the rocks and spraying me in the face. The sky’s a deep blue and the clouds look like cotton candy. -
The purple flowers
“I love the light this time of day,” she said to nobody in particular. She loved the way the sunlight bounced off the leaves and made them look like they were glowing. -
A Little Quiet
It was one of those days. You know the ones- cold but not unpleasant, with nothing to do- chores all done, house tidy, should be content but too bored to be happy. I was sat in my reading corner beside the window as my mother walked in.
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Dried Flowers
Jon walked home from the grocery store, the brown paper bag heavy in his frail hands. He hardly went out anymore. -
The Girl In Blue
Theres something about the woods that called to her. She didn't know if it was the chorus of birds chirping for no one but themselves, or how the sunlight hit the leaves making everything feel just a tiny bit magical.