Identity
— SWEETIE The small girl sat in the dreary light, counting raindrops on the window. On the other side of the window was freedom, the freedom that she didn’t deserve, or...
— Floating infinitely Through an abyss of thoughts Almost as if you are sinking Because your pool of thoughts is deeper than anticipated Lightness is like soaring underwater Like dancing in...
— 10 days 10 days. That was how long I’d been in heaven. Heavenwas just like people thought of it as. The whole area is up in theclouds above all the...
— “I don’t know, Izzy,” said Ophelia. “Oh, come on,” I complained. “He wasn’t spooked by a crazy bulldog, he won’t be afraid of a harmless ghost who he can’t even...
— A chilly breeze passed through the still night. Theempty sky stared down at Star, as she ran down the rolling hills. Her long, pale hair trailed behind her as she...
— The Red Woman I wondered why the cafe was getting colder. I lookedoutside the window and saw my answer. The shadows were closing in again. I had been insidethe cafe...
— The girl in the painting A long time ago I was smears of paint on a canvas, only bits and pieces of what I have become. After many painstaking hours,...
— Last Night (William’s class) By Peri Gordon, 11 The seat of my wool couch scratched my legs fiercely. The whir of the breeze through the window echoed in my mind,...
— And the feeling surged through her body. Althoughshe was unsure what exactly it was, the feeling was bold and clear, it made her feel as thoughshe could do anything. Suddenly,...
— Sensibility And when she was picked, she had long hair. Long,flowing hair, dark as the night sky, which never seemed to be blue, and dark as the colors ofthe witches...