Adventure
The Kentucky Dreamer: #Tamer
**I grew up as a young girl, wrestling with my twin brother in front of the T.V. trying to get the best seat in the house to admire Daniel Boone, as played by the handsome, Fess Parker. (Don't roll your eyes, he was pretty hot)His high adventures and gentle nature made me an easy fan, but now, the poet in me wants something a little more flowery. Some of the following is factual, some is from the dimly lit corners of my imagination.Although Daniel Boone was not a prolific letter writer due to his limited education, there is evidence that he did write letters to his wife, Rebecca. Some say, he had his sister in law write many letters for him. It was said that he loved his wife deeply and even raised a daughter believed to have been his brothers, as his own. This is how I imagined he would have written to Rebecca if he could have written them from his heart**
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Fiction
Paper Planes
The first time Mira saw him, he was folding a paper plane. She had been sitting by the classroom window, chin propped on her hand, watching the dull afternoon light spill across the desks. Outside, the world hummed along—cars rushing past, vendors calling out their prices, birds tracing invisible patterns in the sky. But inside, the air was heavy with the monotony of another school day.
By Siya Agarwal2 years ago in Fiction
MY WEREWOLF SYSTEM. Content Warning.
Chapter 8: Fight back! Today, Gary was walking to school a lot slower than he usually would. He was constantly looking around his surroundings, checking if there wasn’t anybody following him. He had recognised the three deceased gang members on TV as the same ones who had been after him at the construction site.
By Ifeoluwa Akinyemi2 years ago in Fiction
MY WEREWOLF SYSTEM. Content Warning.
Chapter 6: Werewolf Werewolf. Gary had seen the concept of the mythological creature being used in books and movies, but he had never really been the type to pay too close attention to these things. Thinking back to the few films he had watched with such being, a certain thought came to his mind.
By Ifeoluwa Akinyemi2 years ago in Fiction
MY WEREWOLF SYSTEM. Content Warning.
Chapter 5: What am I? Gary’s eyes started to flutter open slowly as he was regaining consciousness. The first thing he saw were some very tall trees above him. The sky was gray, making it hard to tell if it was just about to turn to night or whether it would soon be day again. As he lifted up his body, he noticed the sound of ruffling, which turned out to come from the many leaves underneath him.
By Ifeoluwa Akinyemi2 years ago in Fiction
MY WEREWOLF SYSTEM. Content Warning.
Chapter 4: The System The explanation from Damion continued about today’s special task. There were five briefcases in front of them, and there were five of them. Each person was to deliver the suitcase in front of them to the correct location safely, and naturally they had all been given different locations.
By Ifeoluwa Akinyemi2 years ago in Fiction
MY WEREWOLF SYSTEM. Content Warning.
Over the summer holidays, it had been an eventful time for Gary. It was not just because he had chosen to dye his hair and get a new look, but because he had come to the decision to join a gang. Something that he had kept hidden from his friend, his mother and even sister didn’t know about.
By Ifeoluwa Akinyemi2 years ago in Fiction
MY WEREWOLF SYSTEM. Content Warning.
Chapter 2: The Game Of Rugby A loud piercing sound entered the ears of the students as the whistle was blown. It served as a reminder to everyone out on the school field that it was time for their daily warm-up, meaning they had to run two big laps around the school field.
By Ifeoluwa Akinyemi2 years ago in Fiction
A Little Imagination And A Steady Breeze
* I'd been watching butterflies breaking the mind's imagination for years, ever since I was a little girl watching their acrobatics from my mama's porch swing. Their bright colors and effortless flutter always amazed me. All this power, packed into such a beautifully fragile frame coming and going with graceful ease and before you knew it, it was gone again. Off to another flower, another cattail reed or maybe even, another dimension.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Fiction
