Fiction

A true love story.One day Jamal was at the mall he found the person that he thought was the perfect one.She was tall blonde and played hockey.Jamal played hockey when he was 15 and then he got hurt.When Jamal asked what her name was she said Rile

There's a secret. 
A secret out there that I don’t know of.
But who would tell others about your secret?
Only one person could have done this.
But who?
It’s the end for me.
There's nothing else I can do. 

I walked down my hallway and saw this door that my dad told me to never go through. The door was peeped open and I figured it wouldn't hurt to just take a quick look, so I did. I looked through and it was a portal.

Bob the cool guy has a secret that nobody knows about... People think he's a normal person, but he knows he’s not. He hates school and everything about it. He is a smart person, but nobody knows that because he does not show it in his work.

Oh no I'm in a jungle!! I crashed my dirt bike, it's up there on that cliff….
( hey it’s time to wake up) 
(shaking head ) “That was just a dream…?”
“Yeah, what was it?” asked my mom.
“I had a scary dream!”

Absolutely no one can know, I can’t tell anyone. 

It feels like my head is splitting, I know something, something I shouldn't know. 

I was in the worst situation you could ever imagine. I looked down from the stone gray window in my room, chills shooting up my spine.

     It is just an ordinary school day.  I have a great deal of homework to get done, along with numerous projects due in a few days.  It seems like a hassle, but when I am about to do it there always seems to be somethin

The tree of life  by Andy M.

“For the first time I was beginning to understand what life is all about,” the police officers eyes cut deep into Toms chest as he spoke “I was beginning to see that all this livin’ ain’t worth dying for if we can’t make a difference in someone’s lif

I've seen many summers come and go, some gale-blown and wet, others warm and dry with cloud-dotted skies. I am the last of my kind and soon I will be torn down; my lumber carted off, burnt, or maybe just thrown in the ditch.

The dark oak door creaked open as a grey and white blur zoomed through the hall, skidding to a halt at my feet.