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The One “Here we are!” Emilia sang as the car turned around the last bend of the driveway and an enormous mansion came into sight. Oliver gasped; it was magnificent, a proud Tudor house with black timbers crisscrossing the gleaming whitewash... (more »)

I was five years old when I learned I was different. I was watching a Disney princess movie with my best friend – Sleeping Beauty, my favourite. Lily and I were on the couch, shoveling popcorn into our mouths. I had my favourite American Girl... (more »)

I. Hunger I hardly ever speak to Grace Oliver, who sits right in front of me in class. I don't know much about her really, but all I can tell you is that you can't trust her. There's just something about her that's peculiar and not quite right.... (more »)

I laughed at her. I wasn't entirely sure why, but I did. She was funny and I liked to kick sand in her face. I also liked to push her in the hall and talk to her about how stinky her shoes were. She didn't usually talk back. What she did... (more »)

My best friend Collins once told me how a first kiss should be. He sat me down in his car, took my hand, and explained that it should be easy, sweet, and pure. The first kiss, he said, was supposed to be enchantingly gorgeous and fragile. There... (more »)

Undiscovered Match I am a young girl named Jessica in the town of Twensler. I am only fourteen years old and tomorrow I am being forced to marry a boy i’ve never even met. His name is Jake and he is the same age as me. In my town you are... (more »)

     A rainy day in Massachusetts, and another car crash on the side of the road. Police lights sparkling and an ambulance there just in case. Two people standing on opposite sides of the wreck on their cell phones. Sobbing in to the microphone... (more »)

                                                *JOHN* I was staring at her. I guess she knew & looked up, but nor did she smile with the flash of her teeth; with the delicate corners of her... (more »)

Chi So, every time I look in the mirror and I see me, I think : ‘What could I wear to impress ‘him’’. But when I go to school and see that ‘him’ isn’t there I take off that new chick shirt and start dancing and laughing my normal,... (more »)

I’m sorry. It hurts me, to hurt you. How can something so good, turn so wrong? How can everything we have just go away? Like nothing happened, like none of this was even real. I tried to put all this aside and put your happiness in front of... (more »)