It wasn't supposed to be like this. I was supposed to be at the prom. Instead, I lay motionless in a hospital bed. My mom and Doctor Jay gazed at me through the glass in confusion. A week earlier, I w...
Dear Diary, What did I ever do to deserve this life? It's not that anything tragic or devastating has ever happened to me. My life just seems so dull and pointless.
He had learned that it was addicted to this carbonated drink. When we would go out to eat, the waiter always asked 'What can I get you to drink?' The brown haired boy across me would smile immediately...
Roses. I can smell them. I don't see them though. There must be dozens of them. I don't know where I am but something else is clogging my nose. There's a rhythmic beeping in the distance but it all se...
It was a dark and stormy night. Me and my best friend Liz were just getting home from trick or treating. My parents were at a party, so we had the whole house to ourselves. Liz told me that we should ...
I take a long drag of the cigarette, letting silence linger between us as we admire the vast darkness above our heads. The sun has retired for the day, in its place, were a million balls of gas that l...
He stares at the clock and the glowing numbers 3:19 look back at him. He's sprawled listlessly on his bed, his hair a mess. He hasn't moved for three hours, doing nothing but breathing and blinking as...
Call me sentimental, but I like happy endings. There are countless movies that, through their poignant or even tragic endings, reveal profound truths about life. These movies, experts tell us, are tr...
The trees brush against the window, the wind creeping through a crack in my window. Rain beats against the glass, footsteps of nature. The thunder echoes outside, giant's footsteps. My hands blur on t...
Stop. Let time be still, or at least slow. But do I want it to, as the glass shatters behind him and his eyes widen as he is thrown forward? Do I want this to stop?
As she turned the corner, the light was already turning yellow. There was no way she was going to make it. She slowed down gradually. If she remembered anything her dad had told her about driving, it ...
Everyday I had a choice: to go to school or not. Most days I really want to just stay home but I can't. "John! Time for school. The bus will be here shortly." Mom yelled, waking me up.
A shadow blocked the sunlight bleeding through the blinds. They flickered in her vision as she peered into the police station. The chief had dark circles under his eyes and stress lines on his forehea...
She grabbed the covers and pulled the betraying green colored comforter up to her chin. It seemed like no matter how many blankets she put on her bed she was never warm. Its like something, a piece of...
A man no younger than sixty sat with three children at his feet. His rocking chair creaked with every rock, and the laugh wrinkles on his face spoke of days past, when he could do more than sit tellin...
I glared sullenly out the window at the pouring rain, before turning back to the bowl in my hands. I mixed the cupcake batter. The cupcakes were for my fifteenth birthday tomorrow, but that wasn't any...
When I was five, the white daisies in my backyard were almost taller than me. I remembered kissing the daisies, pretending they were my ballroom dancing partners, like the ones I saw on TV. I had name...