Bailey D.

“Granny Ellen” by Bailey D.

Submitted to Contest #80

Author’s Note: This is my first story in a while, but I hope it’s still good and that you guys enjoy it! :DEllen Millson swayed back and forth in her rocking chair. Her hair, still bright red despite her age, was braided and resting on her shoulder. In front of Ellen, on a soft rug, sat two young children, a boy, and a girl. The boy had red hair like Ellen’s, just not so bright, and an animated look in his eyes. The girl had shockingly elegant raven hair; her dark blue eyes looked tired.“Didan,” Ellen spoke softly to the boy, “your sister se...

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“Murder” by Bailey D.

Submitted to Contest #76

  Content warning: abuse “Hi, Miranda. I’m officially Officer Zyanel, but you can call me Zoey. I just want to ask you a few questions about the recent situation.” “Zoey, don’t say ‘recent situation’. It’s stupid when we all know that what you mean is ‘murder of your father’.” “You’re a feisty kid, Miranda.” “Thanks; I take it as a compliment.” “Now that we got that out of the way… Do you remember exactly where you were at exactly six-fifty-three P.M. on July 17?” “Gosh, I don’t remember. It seems that all of my memories have been wiped...

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“Step-Mom” by Bailey D.

Author's Note: I only wrote the first five days, so please, someone do the other five. I did it on purpose; not because I didn't have time. I want to see where someone else takes it. Let me know if you do and submit it! Please and thanks and enjoy! Day One I roll out of bed and stumble my way into the kitchen. Patricia is drooling all over my dad, who was making breakfast. Ugh. She tries way too hard. “Hey, munchkin,” Dad greeted. It took Patricia a full minute after he said that and I said hi back before she even looked at me. “Oh, hi, Re...

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“New School. New Friends. New Problems.” by Bailey D.

Author's Note: This is the novel I'm working on. I've hit Writer's Block. Advice? Introduction I was never normal. People whispered behind my back, called me names. If they only knew I heard those whispers. Most of the bullies who whispered behind my back were the ones who were insecure and took joy in making others feel more insecure. Even though I didn’t show it, these people hurt my feelings. They made me feel like I was lower than them. Like I was just some scum on the floor that they had the liberty to kick at it, rub it the wrong ...

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“Lying” by Bailey D.

Author's note: just to let all of you know I didn't have enough words so Im just doing a really long author's note so i dont have to do a whole bunch of extra words and sorry about this horrible spelling and grammar but im in a huge rush to get this finished so please dont mind that and have a great day because this world is crazy and i dont want any of us to be upset about it because there is always a bright side and stay positive peeps I am Ligera, fourteen-years-old. My being lives in Seney, Michigan. But my mind lives in La La Land mo...

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“Four Deaths + One Family = Not Good” by Bailey D.

Submitted to Contest #66

Cole was all she had. All she would ever have. Troy was all she needed. All she would ever need. Beck was all she wanted. All she would ever want. And that was her downfall. --- Three years ago, Cole Lockwood sat in front of the desk that was placed in the corner of his room. Country music played faintly from some other area of the house. Most likely from his mother. He crumpled his paper, ruining yet another science experiment idea. “Argh! This dang assignment is going to kill me!” Cole tossed the crumpled-up paper in his small tra...

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“Simple Apple Picking” by Bailey D.

Submitted to Contest #63

Our story starts on October 13, when I was sitting on the couch in the family room, scrolling through the upcoming events for ASPCA. Fritz (my dog) was laying on my feet, snoring softly. My little brother Tyler was playing on his Nintendo Switch on the opposite side of the couch. I was just about to sign up for the upcoming merchandise sale event when my best friend Hailey’s face popped up on my phone. Of course, she would call me when I just wanted a lazy day at home with Fritz. Reluctantly, I swiped the button and put the phone to my ear. ...

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“High School Reunion” by Bailey D.

Submitted to Contest #61

I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, looking at the sundress that flowed around me from the wind coming through the open window. The golden yellow up against my skin was satisfying, and the white stripes didn’t look bad at all. But something was missing. I walked back into my bedroom, back to my closet. After scanning all of the articles of clothes, I took a denim jacket off of its hanger and slid it on. The mirror in the bathroom showed me that my outfit was much better, so I raced downstairs and threw on some white sandals. “Bruno! Co...

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“Love” by Bailey D.

Submitted to Contest #60

Love is a strange thing. Love can pull you apart. Love can put you back together. Love can change the way you think. Love can dislike you. Love can like you. It all just depends, I guess. It was 2023, and the coronavirus had finally settled down that it was like the flu. There was a season for it, but there was also a vaccine. Nothing to worry about. The economy and stock market were building itself back up, and things were starting to be pre-corona normal again. I was at my normal job, not wearing a mask, and not working from home. It w...

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