Stories (707/0)
Identical Cousins
“I don’t know, officer, every where I went that afternoon, I saw the same little girl. Everywhere I turned, there she was. At the market, the square, the rose gardens, and by the time I got to the church, I must have been going crazy because she was on the ground, smirking and waving at me, then nodding at me to look up. When I looked up, I didn’t know; the sun must have been in my eyes because there she was, and she’d shoved a gargoyle off my head.
By Mother Combsabout a month ago in Fiction
The Twin
Mindy’s life had been turned upside down this year. She’d had three fights, been in detention twelve times, and arrested once—all for actions she swore she did not commit. Everything seemed to start when the new girl, Cindy, came to school, or about that time.
By Mother Combsabout a month ago in Fiction