Riley Andersen’s teeth chattered as she walked behind. The temperature was 26 degrees Fahrenheit, and it certainly showed around her; the air was bitterly cold against her body even with a bulky jacket and hat, icicles hung from the trees like sleeping fruit bats, and the ground was covered in snow that reached as far as her ankles with every step.
Then Riley froze on the spot as she saw a doll-...
“Alyssa, don’t do it!” Jake pleaded.
As Jake stared at the ticking bomb, he tried wiggling and squirming tirelessly to break free from the ropes. But the uncomfortably tight ropes, bounding him tightly to the table like a python strangling its prey to death, refused to budge. He couldn’t even feel his legs or his feet, and his mind told him right away, _There’s no getting out of this one_.
“Th...
The flying foxes were everywhere
Winged bats in the night
As they swarmed the gun-toting poacher
They were quite the scary sight
It wasn’t just the thought of rabies
Or their scary faces
Or the strength that came in numbers
It was the their teamwork and how they faced it
The doomed poacher thought to himself
“Why’d I get into this” as he was swarmed...
Thomas and Dmitry glared at each other, a stare so intent and full of rivalry. Finally, the stopwatch started, and Thomas eagerly moved to pick up his first pawn.
Dmitry stared at the board, his eyes invisible through his spy-like sunglasses.
After a few minutes, the board was short of pawns, the first line of defence on the black and white chessboard almost all but extinguished.
_Time to tak...
…I see things I don’t want to see.
When I look in the mirror,
I see something I only wish I could be.
As I look in the mirror, I see visions of a life wasted. I see dreams that I could have achieved, but instead, I think back to my wasted days of procrastinating, making the wrong choice for education after high school, and scrolling through social media instead of doing, learning, and reading.
...
Lucas’ nose twitched as he took a leisurely stroll down the misty path behind his farm.
As he took each nerve-wracking step, the concrete and stone beneath him crunched with the soles of his shoes giving them a face planting. All around him, the fields of autumn orange and brown grass could stretch for several kilometres, the only thing obscuring the view being forests with the leaves on their t...
I play a game on my phone
As I try to write this poem
Whoop! My turn again
Aw man! The game is over
I think of what to write over here
Oh, wait! Two player game
I think I’m trying too hard here
But don’t we all wish to write for fame?
Okay, now I’m ahead of my opponent
So back to writing this
I’m terrible with multitasking
But will I ever stop? I wish
Okay, now it’s my turn again
Time to ...
I walked towards the library
To pick up a new book
But as I turned the corner
I didn’t like the look
Of people crowded inside
I could overhear their chatter
I picked up on the word “closing”
And clearly it would matter
And then again I heard that word
Coming from my right
I saw a sad librarian
It wasn’t a pleasant sight
I asked her what was happening
Why she felt so low
And then that’s when s...