Chloe Wiseman
Bio
How much gold can a nomad carry?
Stories (2/0)
Notebooks
“Next time those jerks at school mess with me, I won’t chicken out,” Hank told himself as he walked home from school with his head down. He watched his shoelaces slap the concrete sidewalk with every step, wishing he could be another person entirely. Hank wasn’t unlike the other kids at his high school, experiencing typical teenage hormones and the angst that accompanies them. He was awkwardly tall and very shy, but that’s not what made him the primary target for the ridicule he had become accustomed to receiving. Hank came from a family of modest means, he was a loner, and being the new kid in an entirely new country only made him an easier target.
By Chloe Wiseman3 years ago in Families
Revolving Doors
Amy busted through the doors of the hostel similarly to how she had done her last day of senior year just a month earlier. Her eyes sparkled with excitement; she couldn’t believe her parents had allowed her to travel abroad. She intended to absorb as much culture and make as many memories as possible. She had been dying to visit the enormous, bustling marketplace that was only a short walk from where they were staying, but her friends didn’t seem to share her enthusiasm. So, on this day, she made special plans to wake earlier than usual, leave a note, and let them meet her there.
By Chloe Wiseman3 years ago in Horror