Stairway to Heaven

The night, cold and young, was motionless. Nothing, not a single mouse scurried down the street, the wind stood still, the moon covered by clouds, only poking out from behind the clouds for a split second. Suddenly, something scuttled down a shadowy alley, cold pushing its warm skin back. Lamps flickered as it ran by, climbing walls and jumping from ledge to ledge from above. A woman changing in her room with the window opened screamed when she saw it for a split second, before being torn to…

In the dark and gloomy house, the walls were damp and old; the carpet was full of a thick layer of dust that had been collected over the dozens of years. Surrounded by emptiness, the breeze was gushing through the walls everywhere you went there was a draught. The smell of mouldy milk made my stomach churn. All you can see around you is antique dolls, dusty old fashioned furniture and cobwebs intertwined everywhere. The house was hidden in the bewildered forest it looked abandoned like it had…

There are three things that all gentlemen fear. A night without a moon. A storm in the sea. And the anger of a gentlemen. But there is a new thing that should be added to that list, the death, or almost death, of a loved one and someone you hold close to your heart. There was one point where I experienced one of my friends getting stabbed. He almost died, but another friend helped him. Like the play ‘Romeo and Juliet’ took a course over three days. Mine, only happened over the course of thirty…

Title: Bullicide Type: Short story As I scurried down the hallway, I was daunted, terrified, petrified. The danger was undoubtedly and irrevocably real. Despite my eyes facing downcast, the cheerleaders cackles rang in my ears-snickering at my social status, guffawing at my lack of friends, chortling at the fact that I was failing classes and had no hope in the future for anything. Encompassing me, students whispered and watched as I passed by and if I had spun to face the other way I would…

I walk into the old thrift shop on the corner which smells like a nursing home. I'm not sure why it smells like it. I'm not sure why it always smells that way, it could be the clerk who is around late 70s or early 80s. I walk around just browsing the aisles, just looking for something. “What are you doing?” The clerk asks me as I see a pair of jeans. “Looking ma'am.” I make my way to a jewelry case and I see a silver ring, which looks rather nice. “Can I see this ring?” I ask the clerk.…

Her mom, Cate, rushed up the stairs, and got to Sarah’s door, her mind whirling with all of the damage the forceful crash may have caused. She skidded to a stop in front of the door, and nudged it open cautiously, stepping into the pitch-black room. The woman glanced around the room,and took another step forward, tripping clumsily over some clutter on the floor. Cate’s hand flew to her mouth to stifle her yelp, so she wouldn’t wake Sarah, and steadied herself by placing her hand on the cool…

My Nerd Cave My Nerd Cave is my escape from reality, it’s where I go when I want to be alone and relax. I’m usually in my nerd cave in the afternoon after I get home from school or on the weekend when I want to get away from everything. My house is an A-Frame chalet so the walls are very slanted, not to mention my cave is kinda tiny. But hey it works out. The afternoon sunlight filters through the shades at the end of my room. Almost always my cat “kiddy” will follow me upstairs and lay at…

The Mad Hatter Destiny Mecomber We approached an ivy-covered picket fence. A sign by the giant gate in front of us announced that we were at the "Mad Hatter's Mad House." The house itself I couldn't see. But what I could hear was music, jazzy and bouncy, and slightly insane laughter. I turned to McTwisp. "Shall we go in?" I asked gesturing to the oversized fence. The rabbit copied me. "After you." "Uh, I'm kind of shorter than you, and you're a rabbit!" He walked forward, to the gate. "Fine,…

The Dragon Egg The rain seems never stop, the sky out side is always overcast. Dark clouds above the city never dispersed like a giant cover after the war begin. There are no one on the street, the walls of the house topple down on the road, and a wreckage of tank is still burning in the square, around the square is the crater of the bomb. The bombs make the hole city in a dead silent. But in the basement of one house, there is still shimmer through the door. A boy, Parker just weak up because…

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