I feel so stupid. But how was I supposed to know? It was a just a music video. Overnight I had become famous. I’m not complaining. I bet that if a real celebrity had posted that video, no one would say a thing.
I had woken up that morning to hear the sound of my phone ringing. And loudly. “What the heck?” I mumbled. My video had blown up! there was a million comments and likes. I had gone viral...
I stared down at the beautiful golden necklace. I know who would love this, I thought. When the salesman of the cart wasn’t looking, I snatched the piece of jewelry off the table, and stuffed it into my pocket. “Brooklyn Clark?” I turn around cautiously. “Yes, Ma’am?” Miss Bree Campbell stood with her arms crossed. “What’s up?” I asked. Miss Bree Campbell rolled her eyes as if it was obvious. “Wha...
My heart is slamming in my rib cage. You can’t leave! Stay! I think to myself.
Lights flash in my eyes as I dash down the hall.
School shooting. Of course. It never changes. It never really ends.
I can here the gunshots. I close my eyes, trying to forget why I’m running for my life.
I can’t find anywhere to hide. All the doors are shut. No one is speaking. The whole school is silent.
I r...
The mirror. It haunts me.
When I look in the mirror, I see a fire. Bright, blazing fire.
I see destruction. And anger. I can see it.
When I stand in front of the mirror and stare into it. With my long hair waving in the wind. The breeze in my palm.
I can feel it. Feel it! I can feel it when I stand in front of that mirror. I feel the power.
When I stand in front of the mirror my eyes glow. I fe...
I don’t want to go outside. It’s too cold. Recess is the worst part of the day. I’m not doing this. Instead I decide to sit under the bench. I got bored. I started playing with small, little, gray rocks. I start humming. I close my eyes and imagine my mind tumbling around waves. Tumbling and drifting about. I must say it was a random thing to dream of. I sat there, bored. Then, I started imagining...
