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Welcome!
Here you’ll find pieces of my imagination – stories to inspire your creativity, spark your curiosity, or satisfy your desire for adventure. I hope you enjoy your time here. Feel free to comment if you have an idea for how to continue or begin a story!
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Dear Lainey
It’s only been a week since Ashley died. Since she got in her car on a stormy night and plowed into a tree. Her car was destroyed, and so was her body. Hers was the first closed-casket funeral I’ve been too. Today, a police officer knocked on my door and handed me Ashley’s jewelry box.…
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The Peculiar Narrative of Jessie
I look up from clearing the table. My eyes sweep the room for the princess. My eyes are always looking for her. Not only is-was-she my best friend, she’s my responsibility. As children we had run of the palace and the courtyard. But ever since Princess Luna returned from her fancy boarding school, she’s had…
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Don’t Leave Me
Bang. Alexa, Lauren and I crash through the venue doors, laughing into the chilly December air. We’d spent the last three hours at our friend Leo’s birthday party, a party that ended ten minutes ago. Now, both Alexa’s and Lauren’s parents are here so I walk with them outside. I haven’t called my mom yet.…
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Chapter 3
The next day, I’m dragged from my cave-room. I don’t know where I’m going. I kick and scratch, but Jedidiah’s grip is unyielding. He drags me to another cave room. The man he calls Raidyn is in it, just standing there, half covered by shadows. What is with him and shadows? I involuntarily shudder. I’m…
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Chapter 2
The forest is dark and cold. I’ve only been walking for fifteen minutes and already the moon and stars are gone, they’ve disappeared under the canopy of the trees. I tell myself to walk forty-five more minutes, then I can sit and rest, maybe even build a fire. Dad taught me how once, but ever…
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Chapter 1
I lay on my back under a tree in my back yard, watching the sky. Tonight there is supposed to be a falling star, and just in time, too. Today is my birthday. Some people say a falling star on your birthday is bad luck, I say that’s just superstition. Falling stars are beautiful, or,…
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Sliver
When I was fourteen, my mother told me I was a witch. Ever since then she’s been teaching me everything she knows about magic and potion making. Well, I should have said she was teaching me until she died last year. Now I’m eighteen and alone, my father left us when I was too young…
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Run
Jack hadn’t meant for it to happen, he hadn’t meant to kill the man. But the creep had been following him. In the woods. At night. At first Jack thought the guy was just lost. But then he’d turned around and there he was, in all his creepy glory, grinning like a maniac. It was…
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Squash Casserole
When I woke up this morning, my grandmother was dead. The night before she was in the hospital with heart failure. So today is her funeral, a quick thing thrown together on the day of her death. I think it’s too soon, but mom and dad want it over with- not because they didn’t love…
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Zach
“Zach!” yells my father, beckoning me to come and meet another guest of his social gatherings. What in reality are exclusive parties for the rich organized by Mayor Barker. I absolutely despise them. Unfortunately, life as the Mayor’s son is more or less like this every single day. Parties, meetings, parties, luncheon – no, that’s…