Identity
— The Writer, Artist of Words Michaela Frey, 12 A fog has fallen over the people, a devastating, colorless, mist of despair hanging over the humans. Those consumed in the fog...
— A Solitary Boy The morning sun shone down through the fluffy white clouds, sprinkled sparsely throughout the blue sky. A solitary boy happily skipped down a worn path starting from...
— 1. Like the rest of his body, his face was small. Not smushed in any way, just petite. His features were slightly sharp, like a dulled knife, and, like his...
— Shoes The mother pulled her black hair into a ponytail. She sat on a rough, torn, gray airport seat with a tiny girl in her lap, crowded in by ...
— Evgenia Caranelli stood in the doorway of her mansion. She eyed her unexpected visitor, a mere child who appeared intimidated by the elderly woman’s manner. Most people were intimidated by...
— As the new girl walked in, all eyes in the room turned to her, as she had that effect on people. She had a round face, with kind, thoughtful eyes,...
— Artwork: The Scream by Edvard Munch I penetrated the famous artwork with my gaze as I imagined myself inside the painting–glorious, I thought. The colors swirled around the painting–some wobbly,...
— People often think that girls like to prance around wearing pink and playing with dolls, WRONG!! Girls are so much more than that. We are inventors, engineers, chefs, authors, and...
— The Man With The Somber Book – Seventh Stone Soup Entry – (Topic: Writing About Reading) Here this mysterious man was. His black and very large pupils staring at the...
— Write about the most interesting people you know. They can be your age, older, or younger. They don’t have to be considered interesting by anyone but you. They just have...