by
Grace Watson-Martin
Published February 5, 2016
Rachel gently set down the next pile of firewood by her mistress's fireplace. She stood up straight and yawned. It was already 5:3o. She went into the kitchen and fetched the teapot. She crushed up...
by
Emily Livaudais
Published February 5, 2016
As Katie Dale looked out the window at the icy tundra, she wondered about many things. She wondered what the surprise was her grandma talked about so often. She wondered if she would make new...
by
Elle Davis
Published February 5, 2016
“Truly a form of art," Isabelle Wilcox imagined a sophisticated British voice saying. "And now down the long wall at the extended trot!" (Here Isabelle pressed her spur into Kaptein's side.) "Oh and such beauty!...
by
Alexis Colleen Hosticka
Published February 5, 2016
By the time I was thirteen, it seemed like I was too old to admit my love of animals. I'd hidden my true feelings about the subject for so long it just didn't seem right...
by
Sophie Stid
Published February 5, 2016
A ski day means up at dawn. Dozy, half-awakening, drifting in and out of dreams. The flannel is warm, and the mattress is cloudy soft. But it's up, sliding out of the billowy world of...
by
Ryan Gallof
Published February 5, 2016
Looking back at this I realize how important Chad was and still is to me. I realized that he was no longer Chase's little brother, and was now my cousin that I loved, no,...
by
Adanma Raymond
Published February 5, 2016
As Mel picked up the phone, my freshly bitten fingernails dug into the wooden carvings that decorated our antique chaise lounge. But the look he gave me after a few seconds made my heart sink...
by
Brigid Cami
Published February 5, 2016
The car came to a stop, and I stepped out, closing the door behind me. I ran home, determined to finish my homework and retreat to the lake as soon as possible. I dashed into...
by
Margaret Bryan
Published February 5, 2016
STARTING LINE I roll my head from side to side in an attempt to be nonchalant. My teammates look at me questioningly, and then ask, "Can we go now?" impatiently. I nod vaguely, lead them...
by
Grace McNamee
Published February 4, 2016
I turned to watch the Ohio sign fade, merging with the endless road carrying me away from home. What am I doing? The thought swirled around my head, ricocheting off the few other ideas that...