The earpiece in Sonea's ear crackled, as if the transmission wasn't quite getting through. She gave it a tap and heard 'Bogeyman's' voice. "Raven, you've got someone coming your way. Grab the doll and let's get out of here."…
The room was flooded in darkness, but not all was still. A baby was giggling amidst indecipherable whispers. Suddenly, as the whispers stopped, the baby cried. Immediately, footsteps began pacing across the floor.…
Stepping into the dark gloomy hallway, I examined the situation. The walls had blood splattered on them. The floor now home to several young corpses. Luckily none moved when I poked them with my umbrella, giving me the signal it was clear. After I gave my friends a thumbs up, they hurried into the hallway.…
One night, a girl named Lily fell into a deep sleep. She could feel herself falling. . . . And then she heard her elder sister, Holly. Holly said, “Come on, we need to get to the tornado shelter.”…
The last vestiges of fall had passed and only brown, shriveled leaves remained on the sidewalk. Trees appeared naked, shivering without their blanket of color. Cold air blew through their skinny, lifeless branches, tossing the trees around as though they were mere sticks rather than giants. She shuddered as the chilly wind kissed her brow, leaving a wretched disease of ice and sorrow in its wake. Within this wintry prison there was no joy, there was no warmth, and, above all, there was no diversity.…
“Alright Joseph are you ready to get the riches that all adventurer across the world dream of.” “Persy I told you it’s not all fun and games thousands of people have died in that maze.” Joseph Said in a angry yet concerned voice. “Ya yah I know that’s why we brought these” Woosh Percy pulls out a sword of pristine power and a staff for only the strongest of mages.…
“I see you have noticed the name change.” Guinevere drawled making sure her accent was thick. “Guinevere Sokolov. Looking back the name never suited you. I should have known that despite your accent you had no real ties to Russia.”…
Mira walked slowly along the alley to her house. Her head was down, and tears slowly dripped down her cheeks. She knew that most kids didn’t live long, but Sandra had been her best friend. But the strangeness of her friend’s last words hadn’t hit her yet. “Mira, you have to save them.…
I growled. “Please don’t. I’m sorry.” Violet cried. He then stepped forward with a knife.…
“Woah,” Vella whispered, looking at the shattered remains of what used to be a small town. Vella, Shay, Oz, and Finley had all left that morning and started down the yellow brick road. Finley blabbered the whole way--Vella and Shay ignored him by talking about home while Oz had to listen to everything the monkey said. Finley had also insisted that they take a look at the source of some smoke they saw billowing in the sky.…
Deryn covered her heart with her hands and let out an exaggerated sigh. “My brother, that is so sweet! Who’d have thought a turnip head like you would turn out so lucky?” The corner of Perceval’s mouth turned up in a lopsided grin.…
Personally, I think all non-prescription drugs and alcohol should be illegal. However, I'd rather see Dad high on cannabis than drunk. At least it's safer. "That's it Dad," I said. "That's strike two.…
It was another cold day in my jail cell, I have to get out I thought to myself, I knew that I was insane a force not to mess with but I still wanted to get out to show the world that without me there is no chaos, no excitement even if I killed people I killed them for a good reason they deserved to die for being the people they are for telling people they are worthless, telling people they don't belong in their companies, that is the part that no one understood is that the deserved to die. I started to talk to the police officer outside my jail cell I wanted to try to maybe persuade her to let me go, persuade her to try to think the way I think. “Police officer!!!” I yelled She waltzed to my cell acting like one of those western copes I could tell she liked acting and I…
The trip to Chicago was blessedly uneventful, even as the amount of relics from the time before steadily increased as they got closer to the city. “You, are such a hick,” Miles whispered in her ear, grasping her elbow as she gawked, keeping her from tripping over her own two feet as they walked the streets of chicago. “Are you complaining?” she asked looking up at him with a toothy grin. “No,” Miles chuckled with a shake of his head as he looked into her mischievous eyes, “absolutely no complaints here.”…
The Last Day Sweat was gleaming off my face as I finished lifting our couch into my mother’s van. It was a familiar action, we has always been moving around. We had held many houses for rent, each for one year at a time. We never stayed anywhere for long, presumably because nobody liked renting to single mothers with five kids. We were always drifters, seeking houses for rent and never having a permanent situation.…