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“I think that’s the last of it,” Bella grunted as she set down the final box. She sat down and struggled to catch her breath. “Charlie, where are you?” “I’m in the bathroom trying to fix this sink.” Charlie sighed and struggled to rise once more. Both girls knew that their new Californian condo was one dusting away from condemnation. Still, between Bella’s handy work and Charlie’s artistic vision, these shambles will soon become a home. “What’s wrong with the sink?” “There’s a crack in the drainpipe. I should have some pipes in my pic...
I knew from the faded and distorted voices above deck that land was within sight, but what time it was I remained ignorant. When I woke once more from my sea sickness, all was quiet on the vessel. I struggled to regain my balance and made my way to the cool dark sky. I was the only soul aboard, and all the lifeboats were missing. I gazed forth at an island that glowed in the night sky and speculated that is where my escorts ventured forth. I possessed no method of making it to shore, so I remained onboard. I made my way to the forecastle ...
Sensitive Content Warning: Violence and Mentions of ProstitutionThe morning was early when a small group of boys cautiously exited the shadows and hiding spots where they slept for the night. They were wary of capture since several homeless children have been seen dragged away by force. They came together and gathered around the large iron gate of Gazette Hall waiting for the morning paper to be released. However, as the five o'clock bell rang out, out came a group of girls carrying their newspapers. The boys stood confused as the young wome...
Sensitive Content Warning: Contains violence among minors and a brief mention of drug abuse. I was between courses when I began participating in an after-school program at a middle school near where I lived. My bachelor’s in creative writing promoted the position of an English Language Arts tutor, however the School Counselor who reviewed my application seemed more impressed by the fact that I am Ordained. I'm not a pastor, although there are those who refer to me despite this technicality, purely on the fact that I am Ordained. Th...
I awoke in a warm pool of water and arose in a new world. I immediately sought out any pigmentations and found none. I was not in the Virtual Cosmos, nor was I in reality. This must be a dream, but only the mentally ill have dreams!The Microbiotic Intelligent Nanobots, or Minutes, which run in our blood make sure of that. Although the Minutes are programmed not to alter neurochemistry, they send data from the body to the brain. Some scientists believe that this internal transfer of data and the bond of artificial and natural nerve cells crea...
It began with a black banshee's scream that woke the entire castle. Murmurs and cries echoed the corridors, followed by commotion of steel and stone contacting. The sounds grew intense and more frequent as my door burst open."Sir Lancelot, we're under attack!" A young knight exclaimed! I quickly leaped from my bed and began dressing myself in chainmail."Tell me, young knight, what of our enemy?" "I know little, but the guards have fallen!""Then we must act fast, has the King been notified?""Aye, he is seeing to it that his subjects make it t...
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It was dark out when I descended from my grandmother's front porch steps onto the cold frozen ground. I quickly walked down the driveway and took one last look at the house I grew up in. I know that inside that dreary cabin my grandmother stirred in bed, worried about my welfare. She wanted me to go to college and continue down the path of a child prodigy, but that's not who I want to be. I don't want to be the kid genius who graduated at fifteen, and I don't want to attend a school where everyone is older than me. I never had frien...
Hi, I'm Sarah (she/her)! I work in the tree industry and spend my spare time investing in my literary skills!
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