Just Like Heaven

It’s just a vial of pain relieving elixir.” Lance had grabbed a box from his bag thrown by the door, “It isn’t at all bitter,” One click of a lock had the case pop open. He handed Keith the vial after unscrewing the cap. “Looks dangerous, this isn’t going to…

war two. Himat, with no other housing options for an 11 year old boy, the orphanage he traveled. Subdued, and walking on the side of the K-43 Highway, Himat sobbed. Himat thought he could overfill a pool faster than the rain could. Thunder cracked like a massive cannon exploding reminding Himat of his mother. Himat jumped, then stopped in his tracks and sat down with no one, but himself to recount every moment with his father and mother.…

The way science just attached to her and the way she enjoyed it, truly admirable. As her mother puts it, "All her life Rosalind knew exactly where she was going, and at sixteen, she took science for her subject." Rosalind dedicated herself to education and left St. Paul’s…

I am in a bit of a situation and I just happened to walk here to be able to rest and figure out what is happening to me.” replied Nomi. “By the looks of you, I would say you are one of them DayDreamers.” replied the tree who scrutinized Nomi. “DayDreamers? I don’t understand?!” said Nomi. “DayDreamers are those who waltz in this realm and end up like you. They are walking and phasing in and out of reality because they did not enter this realm…

Carmilla left her class early. She needed to grab a shower, plus she had to pick out something to wear. She power walked back to her room just so she could be ready for 6:30. She managed to get back to her room by 5:45 which gave her plenty of time to shower, and fix herself up. She jumped into the shower and got out 10 minutes later. 'What the hell do I wear? Are we going somewhere nice or casual? Should I text her and see? Fuck it, I 'll surprise her. ' Carmilla decided to wear her black…

made him squirm slightly. “I’m just tired, no big deal,” Charlie mumbled. “He’s not just tired. He hasn’t had blood in over four months,” Dr. Lana announced. “What? Charlie, what the hell is wrong with you? Are you trying to kill yourself? We need you strong and healthy for the fight, and yet you’re over here acting like an anorexic girl, starving yourself. What? Did someone tell you that you needed to lose weight?” Nikolai mocked angrily. “No. I’ve just been too busy…” Charlie…

Lindsay was looking down at her lap. “John told me everything.” “Well then she’s too far gone, already embraced the crazy,” Randy stands up and makes his way toward the kitchen, “I think it’s time to go.” “Randy, no,” his mother protests, “You only just got here.” “And I’m already sick, so it’s time to go,” Randy kept moving. “You do this every damn time!” his father snapped, “Never able to handle anything-” Randy stops then and turns slowly around. “Me? I’m never able to handle anything?…

during games of Truth or Dare. The question was always the same. “Come on Delaney, you’ve gotta tell us! Who do you like?” Naturally, answer was always the same too. I’d offer a half-hearted shrug and a glance to the side. “I’m just friends with boys. I don’t really feel like I need to date them.” That was why Mike was so important. Mike was the first boy that I’d ever loved. Mike felt like a bit of an outlier. He was…

knots securing his trousers, but they wouldn’t loosen. “I can’t get them undone,” whined Rion with frustration. What was Percival to do? Allow this little boy to piss himself? He bent down and fussed with Rion’s trouser ties, but they were knotted up like he’d never seen. “Who helped you dress this morning?” Percival fumbled with the tight knots, hoping Rion could hold it for at least another moment. “I dressed myself. I tried to tie up my trousers nice and tight…” By the time Percival…

dock, but when they got to shore, Nell said, “Oh, Asa, we forgot your blanket.” Using a strong, powerful gait, he strode down to the end of the dock. With some amusement, she studied him as he walked back toward her, wondering how Asa never looked like he belonged in his clothes. The starched shirt under his jacket…