Young Adult
All-nighter
The trio sat in the cozy dorm lounge at a well-worn round table with cups of caffeine and snacks scattered about their books, papers, and laptops. Erin worked on an essay for her history final, typing and retyping the same handful of sentences in different ways, which is the definition of insanity. Jud attempted to review the entirety of his Literature class’s curriculum. His professor had given the class no direction on what to study for the final exam. Rily sat cross-legged, flipping through her sketchbook, disgusted at her lack of inspiration. She had a week to complete a final sketch. She had an idea at the beginning of the year, but now it seemed too simple to work. Tearing the page she had spent the last three hours sketching, she crumpled it up in a ball and lobbed it at the nearest waste can.
By S.N. Evans3 years ago in Fiction
On the Day of the Hunt (V)
One Two Three Four ++++++++++++ Being Chosen by the Queen, and all that followed was exhausting. Maids help me out of the stupid dress and underthings, then I sink into the pillows. I sob for my mother, remembering her sat rod-like in the gallery with despair on her face... Sleep took me before the tears even dried.
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
The Price of Ambition
In the core of clamoring Manhattan, in a city full of tall buildings, two best friends, Olivia and Emma, were as close as could be. They'd known each other since they were kids and shared all their secrets and dreams. They promised to always help each other out, no matter what.
By Shahriar Kabir Anik3 years ago in Fiction
The Trees . Top Story - March 2024. Content Warning.
I got a new job in the Great Smoky Mountains along the Appalachian mountain range as a search and rescue officer. I was on a call for a little girl who ran off the trail and got lost when this whole mess started. My partner and I grabbed our gear and radios before heading out. This call should have been easy, most kids stay put and cry until found, but this time it was different. We set off on the Kephart Prong Trail in high hopes.
By Haylee Sandberg3 years ago in Fiction
The ghost of fear.
Gayatri's mom told Raghu, who had returned home for an excursion after numerous days at the college lodging, "Don't let your more youthful sister be moved by a phantom!". Try not to let the frenzy of that time disappear!" he expressed, searching for his more youthful sister. "Buddy! I will have a hard time believing what you say! Go to your room and see," said the mother. Raghu made his way to his room.
By Ruba,s Scrawls3 years ago in Fiction
