He walked into the office at a loss for words and a cold sting in his side. He had just saved a life, isn’t that something to be proud of? It was 6p.m. and almost everyone had gone home already. The daylight was starting to dim. He hadn’t eaten since the morning, but at least he still had the sandwich his wife made him. He took his sandwich and stepped out to his usual lunch spot outside. It was r...
It’s been days without food, and Danny is starving. It feels like he’s been on this spaceship forever. His stomach grumbles, he’s desperate for a meal, but he has work to do – important work. He starts humming his favourite song to himself, Twinke Twinkle Little Star. Not the CocoMelon version, he’s too grown up for that. After all, he’d just turned seven, and seven-year-olds don’t listen to CocoM...
“Every time…” he said with a defeated tone. “Every time I put my pen down, my mind goes blank.”
Sitting at his desk, Lee spun around in his old, worn-down chair. It was 12 o’ clock in the afternoon and he had sat down to write four hours ago. He glanced at the bin, filled to the brim with crumpled papers. “I need to buy a bigger one,” he said. He leaned back, staring at the ceiling with blank, de...
Essays, homework, and soccer practice – a regular day for Mikey as he comes home from school. One clear summer day, he steps out of the school bus parked by his house and waves goodbye to his friends with a faint, forced smile. “See you guys at the game tonight,” he says. “It’s gonna be a big one,” his voice struggling to find its strength.
“Don’t let us down,” says a voice, “You’re our star playe...
“Okay, are you ready to start? 3… 2... 1... Welcome to Reno’s Revolutionary Revelations! Where we uhh… what does the script say?” I mutter under my breath as the next part of the tour starts. “Your tour is just the beginning of your journey into the world of solving crime and-“I say as someone cuts me off. “I’m not here for the tour, Miss Reed. I’m here to report a crime,” says a boy in a deep, st...
