Stories
— The trees swayed angrily in the wind, swaying hard enough so that their roots down below could have started complaining. For some reason, the wind kept on getting stronger-cars were...
— The air was very delicate that day; it seemed to hover in the sky, perfectly still, as if afraid that the slightest movement, the slightest sound would shatter it, sending...
— A Child’s Perception on Tree Look! The sun is dancing through the leaves, Oh! How much it does according to its please. Swings in the mighty storm, Tree sings with...
— As I sit in the forest, breezes silently giggle and play with my hair. They try to pull me up to play with them, but I tell them I’d prefer...
— Wrath of the Wind A wide strip of gushing water wound onwards through the patch of trees. Rain pattered aggressively against the umbrella of emerald leaves as angry clouds scoured...
— This piece was based off of the song “Lily” by Alan Walker. Lily stared out her bedroom window at the gaping mouth of trees and clouds, glowing in the setting...
— So here I sit, idle in front of the profound execution of justice unfolding my before eyes, and I am stupefied. I’ve survived the journey to this place, and it...
— The roses red danced in the wind, swaying silently, The daffodils yellow and white, moving to and fro. The pines and hazels talk among themselves, though somehow noiselessly, Their fallen...
— The Hike It was the happy day! The happiest day of my life! My parents and I were finally going on a hike! As, I put my best clothes on...
— October 3rd Objects in Writing: The Pearl Earrings by Lena A. The house was empty, beds stripped of their linens, closet shelves bare. But in the midst of this desolate...