Stories

Stories·mia money — Changing or breaking the rules In my town, there seems to be freedom, but if you are like me, you see none. And if you are like me, not all...

Stories·Peri Gordon — Picture Day (William’s class; taught this week by Madeline and Liam) By Peri Gordon, 11 “I don’t think you understand,” sighed the principal. “If a child misses Picture Day, there...

Stories·Isolde Knowles — I‌‌walked‌‌around‌‌the‌‌strange‌‌world.‌‌The‌‌people‌‌of‌‌it‌‌all‌‌had‌‌different‌‌reactions‌‌to‌‌my‌‌existence.‌‌                  Some‌‌noticed‌‌me,‌‌some‌‌just‌‌continued‌‌on.‌‌The‌‌people‌‌here‌‌were‌‌blurred‌‌and‌‌foggy.‌‌They‌‌were‌‌                 graying‌‌and‌‌any‌‌color‌‌they‌‌barely‌‌had‌‌was‌‌muted.‌‌As‌‌if‌‌they‌‌were‌‌on‌‌the‌‌verge‌‌of‌‌disappearing.‌‌                   I‌‌keep‌‌on‌‌going.‌‌Until‌‌I‌‌find‌‌someone‌‌different.‌‌Their‌‌colors‌‌are‌‌bright.‌‌When‌‌they‌‌noticed‌‌me‌‌                  their‌‌colors‌‌changed.‌‌Their‌‌skin‌‌went‌‌bright‌‌yellow,‌‌their‌‌hair‌‌was‌‌now‌‌a‌‌startling‌‌purple‌‌and‌‌their‌‌                  eyes‌‌were‌‌pink.‌‌Suddenly‌‌they‌‌pivoted‌‌and‌‌ran‌‌through‌‌a‌‌shortcut‌‌which‌‌I‌‌would‌‌swear‌‌on‌‌my‌‌                  life‌‌hadn’t‌‌been‌‌there‌‌before.‌‌I‌‌started‌‌to‌‌jog,‌‌and‌‌then‌‌run‌‌towards‌‌the‌‌shortcut.‌‌I‌‌was‌‌a‌‌foot‌‌                    away‌‌when‌‌the‌‌shortcut‌‌closed‌‌up,‌‌turning‌‌into‌‌a‌‌solid‌‌wall.‌‌I‌‌groaned‌‌in‌‌defeat‌‌until‌‌I‌‌notice‌‌an‌‌                    alleyway.‌‌I‌‌follow‌‌it,‌‌and‌‌suddenly‌‌I'm‌‌chasing‌‌the‌‌strange‌‌person‌‌again.‌‌The‌‌terrain‌‌seems‌‌to‌‌be‌‌                  evolving‌‌to‌‌help‌‌the‌‌runner‌‌by‌‌creating‌‌paths‌‌and‌‌ramps‌‌for‌‌them,‌‌but‌‌only‌‌hurdles‌‌&‌‌hills‌‌for‌‌                   me.‌ ‌I‌ ‌run‌ ‌and‌ ‌run‌ ‌until‌ ‌I‌ ‌fall‌ ‌down‌ ‌panting‌ ‌as‌ ‌the‌ ‌runner‌ ‌disappears.‌ ‌I‌ ‌wake‌ ‌up‌ ‌in‌ ‌a‌ ‌cold‌...

Stories·Sena Pollock — I‌ ‌am‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌dark‌ ‌and‌ ‌the‌ ‌dark‌ ‌likes‌ ‌me.‌ ‌I‌ ‌have‌ ‌forgotten‌ ‌the‌ ‌song‌ ‌for‌ ‌the‌ ‌talent‌ ‌show,‌ ‌so‌ ‌I‌ ‌make‌‌  up‌ ‌my‌ ‌own.‌ ‌It‌ ‌goes‌ ‌like‌ ‌this:‌ ‌“I‌...

Stories·Sena Pollock — I‌ ‌remember‌ ‌when‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌little‌ ‌I‌ ‌had‌ ‌an‌ ‌imaginary‌ ‌friend‌ ‌named‌ ‌Car.‌ ‌I‌ ‌remember‌ ‌she‌ ‌was‌ ‌a‌ ‌ghost‌‌  and‌ ‌lived‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌kitchen‌ ‌closet.‌ ‌Funny‌ ‌how‌ ‌a‌ ‌ghost‌ ‌‌lived‌...

Stories·Lina Kim — I pushed the charred curtain out of the way as I stepped outside. The ground was blackened with the ash of everything that was destroyed. Bones littered the ground. Smoke...

Stories·Svitra Rajkumar — Puffs of Jenna’s breath clouded her vision as sherushed down the road. It was a frosty winter day in Mridaria, and the bustling streets werecrowded with multicolored gowns. The cozy...

Stories·Svitra Rajkumar — DIng-dong Veronica pushed the doorbell a second time, and heardloud voices coming from inside the mansion. “It's unlocked!,” Her new best friend Emma Chandlerhollered from inside her house. Veronica twisted...

Stories·Samantha Lee — High Street If a person happened to be looking both ways, rather than just one way, as they made their way home, they would have seen someone. In other words,...

Stories·Pranjoli Sadhukha — The Ocean Oasis The water teemed with wild things.The turtle’s whimsical thoughts were in tune with the sparkling, smiling sun and the beautiful blue-green bliss enveloping his shell. Eventually, he...