Fiction

I'm on a tire swing. I screech with laughter as my brother gives the swing a shove. I go flying through the air, too scared o falling to let go of the sides of my ride, but not too scared to lean my head back and stare at the sky.

My human has a blaring alarm at 6AM, I am mad, I still have six more hours of sleep. After 30 minutes my human peted me and got out of his bed. I make a move to follow him but I fall asleep on the way.

The cottage was surprisingly cute.

  The Dog and the Cat

                        By Theron Main

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Friends On The Other Side

By Garrett

I Don’t Know

By Benjamin McIlvaine

    “How does it work?”

Critter

Perhaps, I underestimated the journey.  Elves. What was I thinking? I run my hand through the stream that mirrors the landscape above. Looking back at the hand that skidded through the water, it isn’t wet at all.

“Yeah… no.”
    “Come on! It’s a good deal.”

What we did on that day was unbelievable. As we walked down onto the port to see the ocean we saw a gigantic wave coming straight towards us. As soon as other people saw it they ran.