Maria Skager

“A frozen Star” by Maria Skager

Children like to make up stories. Everyone knows that, perhaps this is the reason that adults tend to ignore their children's words, words that they think are unimportant and filled with fantasy. It is because of this that they fail to notice when a child actually has something important to say, something that rings with important truths. Children, after all, notice more than anyone else. In fact, it was a child who fi...

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“( Sub 792) Sina” by Maria Skager

At first there was nothing, not even the endless expanse of darkness that is supposed to come before an existence was created. There was nothing until.... there was something. The something coming in the form of several loud beeps, Sina knew they were beeps because that is what her programming told her. From the very moment that the small power button on her back was pushed, she had known everything, or at least everything the Scientists wanted her to know. Opening her eyes, she smiled, the metal rods in her face rubbed against each other...

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“A hidden Name” by Maria Skager

When I was young the world did have a name, but that was a long long time ago. Before the creatures that roam the planet became fearful, cowardly, untrusting. Back when names and titles were still considered important, now though children are not named until they almost reach adulthood, and some who have particularly heedless parents are not named at all. I feel ashamed to live in a world such as this one, where life itself is now considered unimportant. I miss the old days when the creatures would smile at one another as they passed. Now...

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“Train to the Future” by Maria Skager

Submitted to Contest #126

The world flew by as I looked out of the window of the train, my suitcase hitting my shin lightly every time there was a slight change in elevation. There was snow covering the ground as far as I could see, It still fascinated me, before today I had never seen even a flake of snow. I remember being young and asking my mother what it was like, she had told me that it was much to cold and overall quiet unpleasant. I haven't been able to get anywhere near it yet, but just looking at it makes me unsure if my mother was telling me the truth, f...

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“Lost in the Rain” by Maria Skager

Last month the rain started, and it hasn't stopped since. It rains constantly now, it's been so long that I feel as if the pounding of the drops hitting on my window is something permanent in my ears. Sometimes the rain even invades my dreams. I don't know what's causing it to rain all time, but it never stops. Not ever. Once it only rained when large black clouds rolled in, now it rains when the sky is as clear as crystal. Some people believe it's a curse, but I don't, actually, I'm not sure what I believe, but I know for a fact that the...

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“Frozen in a lie” by Maria Skager

Sara flipped through the photo album with the gentleness of a mother holding her baby for the first time. She wasn't sure why she bothered, each picture was laminated and strong. Maybe she was afraid of tearing the memories within the picture, or perhaps it was for another reason that she was unaware of. Either way, as she continued to turn page after page she became even more careful still. After a time,...

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“Two sides of a memory” by Maria Skager

RainySome people tell me that their childhood is blurry like they still remember it but the memories are fuzzy around the edges as if they are slowly disappearing as time passes. I can't understand this feeling though, the memories from my childhood are just as vivid in my brain as my newest experiences. I can remember every single detail, as far down as what a person was wearing when they spoke to me, or even what their tone of voice was like. I like being able to remember the happy times of ...

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