Tyler Kurt Gordon

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The Boy Who Doesn’t Speak

Grant took a sharp breath in, held it for five seconds, and then exhaled. He attempted to follow the breathing patter his therapist had spoken about, yet his heart pounded against his rib cage sreaming for him to get out of the school gym. Like a bird trapped in a cage, his heart seemed to almost escape from his chest. The entire school sat on the stand waiting for him to open his mouth. Just one ...

The Light Girl

Parker lay in the long grass on the grassy hill just outside of town, staring up at the new fading blue sky. The sun dipped just below the horrizon shooting rays of orange and yellow across the horizon. A slight breeze whisped past him and Sarah. Summer was officially gone, and the cool breeze of fall seemed to welcome them home. He smiled. There might have been homework to think about, but all he...

The Order of The Scholars

I slid the bag across the table, the hooded figure opposite me peered inside. “Where the hell did you find this?!” I remained silent because we both knew where it came from, it was what we had been searching for for years. The hooded man lowered his hood and with shaking hands reached for the bag.

“I wouldn’t touch it if I were you.” I coolly said as though the words were like smoke escaping from...

The Boy And The House

Thomas stood on the doorstep, staring at the large green oak door. The paint was fading, and the whole door was starting to fall off of its hinges. The frame looked as though it was holding on to the door for its own life. A small gust of wind pushed past the small group of eleven year old boys and for a moment Thomas wondered if it was going to push the entire house over.

“Come on Thomas, you ca...

Found

My hands were shaking, perhaps because of the train, but I think it had more to do with the words typed out on my screen. The strangers on the train had no interest in my panic, and yet each of them seemed to be staring right into my soul. I locked the screen and prayed that it would all just go away, perhaps the message wasn't real, or perhaps it would delete itself. I didn’t know the sender, but...

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