Babies love their parents. Preteens have a love-hate relationship with their parents. Teenagers hate their parents.

Why? It’s because they’re seen as the Restrictions of Joy, no matter how harmful a teenager is willing to do for some fun.

For decades, centuries, millennia, maybe since forever ago, there’s been myths about devils lurking in the woods late at night.

Of course, like every other...

“I am Olouricle. A living time watcher. You, sir, will be timed to escape from the maze within ten minutes from Shadamere, the living darkness. If you lose, your essence will be intertwined with his. Do you understand?”

Cirba gulped on his own saliva and nodded his head.

“Ten minutes starts now.” Olouricle said before disappearing.

Cirba immediately takes off running, veering to the right, a...

Coming back to Xithurald High School was the last thing Obahri thought he would ever do.

It’s not like he was the loser of the school, he had popularity. But he didn’t have the loyalty from certain people, or the love he wanted.

He was surprised the school gates were still open, even after school had just finished today.

It had been eleven years since he last been here, which means he skippe...

My sister Cemprischa and I both knew it wasn’t gonna be the same camp we had every year of the summer like we used to, since our dad passed away. But we’re willing to still honor the tradition.

The sky gloomed over our tent as we coated ourselves in a deep sleep, I felt my bottom area tingling to go outside to whiz in the grass. My eyebrows furrowed when I felt my bare feet squash in mud.

“Are...

Every step causes the ground to splash on Humpty Dumpty’s legs.

The pelting rain makes it difficult to see as he constantly wipes his eyes every second of the step. Humpty Dumpty couldn’t afford to rest nor look back as he feared to collapse.

Far down, his eyesight captured a medium size house on a plain of grass, no street way. Unthinkably, feeling he had no other options, he charged towards ...

Sommero rolled up his sleeves and couldn’t believe how many times his arms been cut.

He swore he dodged the attacks with prominence, but obviously that wasn’t the case. It’s clearly something he has to work on more.

Although Sommero agreed to join the hunger games, he had more of an alliance in mind that could be on his team. Starting with one of the best hand-to-hand combat fighters Jedtheis C...

“You have the camera rolling right?” Shontis stopped in the middle of the hallway, her expression full of curiosity.

Bleirshal sighed. “For the billionth time, yes!”

“Don’t start with me!” Shontis grumbled, pointing her finger in the camera. “This was your idea anyway.”

“Just keep going, I don’t wanna get caught.” Bleirshal said.

Shontis scoffed. “I’m pretty sure no one’s gonna be at schoo...

Mr. Lehinas hardly came out the house, but when ruckus struck from those snide teenagers, he zoomed out like a coyote.

Mr. Lehinas couldn’t quite grasp the issue with people, especially children feeling the need to bother others for entertainment no matter the circumstances or effect it has them.

Three young men, or should Mr. Lehinas refer to them as three young doofuses, would walk by his ho...

Every week of jogging, Wilfia couldn’t resist her sorrows for this one little girl that always played on the playground by herself.

Most of the time, if not ever, kids would pay her dust for some odd reason, which led Wilfia to ask herself: is she annoying? Is she rough with the other kids? Does she stank or something?

Questions that needed answers, but there’s only one way to possibly know.

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Carrying male muscle mass could be so stressful, especially if dressed in armor and jumpsuits.

But on occasions like these, its usually because their drunk, hurt, or been knocked out in a fist fight.

For Pamilyon’s sake: it’s both hurt and knocked out in a fist fight, only on the bright side she gets to steal the suits for her own benefits. Sadly, it wasn’t fully beneficial as Pamilyon would h...