Elaine Gao
Stories (15/0)
Game of Life Part I
03/21/2030 5:00 am Caspian bumped against the keyboard for the third time, stamping even squares of dust on his forehead. He glanced back at the sofa bed—with the cushions still unfolded into a narrow mattress—and produced a lethargic, Garfield yawn. The entire dormitory was asleep, as he should be as well. Caspian never understood why he tortured himself like this: climbing out of bed at a god-awful hour, only to down five coffees throughout the day.
By Elaine Gao2 years ago in Fiction
Let It Hurt
“It is because she is my twin sister that I can’t stand her jealousy. Every day, I watch as she attempts to imitate my schedule, my activities, my social circles, my everything. If I win an award in writing, she forces herself to get a similar achievement in drawing— her perception of not being overshadowed by her ‘genius sister’. The finger points at me. I am the one at fault. I didn’t tone down. I should have given her more opportunities to be praised. By teachers or by you and Dad.”
By Elaine Gao2 years ago in Fiction