It was quite a silly thing. The tea party theme, the people. It had been a normal day of school until we were invited to come. I was passed a pretty floral dress and a black wig everyone was handed a mask. We were assigned seats and were given food. We talked amongst ourselves.

I jumped as the lady next to me began to seizure. Limbs moving erratically. Spit began to gather at her mouth. She fell...

I couldn’t move. Not one step. Not an inch. Not even an atom. A sob broke from my throat. Gashing heat gathered at my eyes. I still couldn’t move. I love my hand to wipe my tears but a gentle hand prevents me from it.

“Don’t cry, we’ll meet again,” your hazel eyes bore into mine. How can you be so calm? Calloused hands cradle my head; it’s almost as though we’re eight again. Running in the beaut...

She was so pretty. Nick wasn’t sure as to why he hadn’t done this sooner. He continued chewing his gum, the mint flavor being the only thing keeping him from staring, he sat across from Cathy. Her wrists were tied and she laid on the ground; passed out. Nick’s heart thumped in his chest and excitement bubbled in his fingertips as he remembered. He had been stalking her for a while. Though, today w...