I knew the plan. Esmay had repeated it over and over again. It was, in her words, flawless. With all of us split up, there was no way we couldn’t find him. Our “mortal enemy.” I smirked as I turned another corner in the dark passageway, thinking of what his face would look like when one of us caught him. Then we would lock him up, I supposed. Because he was evil. I told myself again and again. He’...

January 4, 1692

I am still sick, but I am getting better. Momma makes me soups to drink, but its the magic that helps. When my coughing was really bad today and my lips were chattering, Momma put her hand to my forehead and the lump in my throat was gone and I could breathe normal again. She went out to get more food and I slept by the fire.

January 11, 1692

Momma said I'm almost all better to...

“And to the graduating class of 2024, congratulations! You survived all 4 years of high school!” I hear chuckles around me and I smile to myself. The tears are threatening to spill. My eyes are already wet, my throat clogging up, waiting for the sobs to be released.

It should be happy, really. Yay! High school is over! Finally! All those years I’ve been forced to get up at 6AM to sit in a classr...

The soft tap, tap, taps of the trees against my house now slammed with full force on the wood over and over again. The leaves flew in the air, spinning and dancing as if possessed. Over the howl of the wind, I heard soft plops landing on my roof. The plops turned from calming to aggressive, drowning the house in a splurge of rain. I slammed the windows shut as a blast of icy air found its way in. ...

I stare at the letter in my hand. And stare. And stare.

Dear Maleficent,

I received your letter regarding the christening of our newly born child, and though your desire to attend is clear, I am sorry to say that you will not receive an invitation. Only our prestigious and honored guests of our allied kingdoms or kingdom acquaintances have been invited, those who do not fit those categories ha...

BAM! I threw myself behind a rock as the cannon blew over my head, an explosion sounding soon after. I slowly stood up. The smell of smoke, blood and fear overcast the battlefield. I heard shouts, screaming, more explosions.

I whirled around in a circle as I knocked an arrow on my bow, searching for my next target. A man, his shirt torn and bloody, ran past me, dragging his torn foot behind hi...

My eyes slowly fluttered awake and I looked up at the wood ceiling. Wait. I jolted up in my bed and froze. How could I have fallen asleep?! I stayed a statue, waiting for the thunderous march of armed footsteps, for the sirens, the shouting, the gunshots, the explosions of bombs, the smell of smoke and fear and blood. I strained my ears, but surprisingly heard…birds chirping. I couldn’t help but w...