“You truly don’t believe me?” the little boy asked the grimacing grown-up.
“Oh little child, you have much to learn about truth and lies!” the adult replied mockingly.
“But it was on the news! Dinosaurs are alive again!” exclaimed the child preposterously.
The adult groaned. He thought that the child was living in a fantasy of his own.
“You’d have to be an absolute fool to believe that!” the adul...
“Wha-where am I?” The girl with auburn hair muttered.
She was enclosed in a steel room, with an unknown light source making the room bright.
Suddenly, a glass, soundproof window appeared at her right. She saw two humans, in lab coats, talking to each other.
Thankfully, I can read lips. The girl thought.
She peered at their lips, but at that moment, a door appeared.
One of the scientists stepped ...
What will happen today,
Will change everything forever.
For what has just begun,
The Revelation.
Through the war-shrouded lands,
And the oily, black seas,
Through fields of battle and terrible drought,
Here comes, The Revelation.
At the push of a button,
The world in its mercy.
What used to be good,
Has turned to darkness, for here comes The Revelation.
Days of happiness and imagination,
With g...
“I WILL GIVE YOU A CHANCE…” The person gone crazy says. “And then I’ll get you!”
He begins to count down.
“Ten.”
My feet begin to move.
“Nine.”
My eyes bulge to find a hiding spot.
“Eight.”
My mind is boggled, what-ifs being all the craze.
“Seven.”
Heart thumps.
“Six.”
Mouth quivers.
“Five.”
Sweat soaks.
“Four.”
Eyebrows twitch.
“Three.”
Legs impulse forward.
“Two.”
Hair spins i...
I grab my sister’s cold hand and pull her towards the cliff edge with me. She nods slowly, her face showing no signs of emotion whatsoever. Then we jump. Down to the very depths of the cliff, the air brushing against our faces.
“Kids! Time to eat!” Mom shouts from the kitchen.
My sister and I take off our VR glasses and head downstairs....
“Dear Poise,
You have been selected to participate in the Hunger Games. You can bring one—but only one non-lethal item.”
The letter reads. I quickly know what I must bring.
I bike out of my house, and to the bakery, where I order—a giant breadstick!
It is a breadstick of imagination,
A breadstick of hope,
A breadstick of survival,
And a breadstick of quenching unruly...
Where am I?
“Well that certainly is a dumb question!” A voice booms over speakers.
I’m behind a podium, with other people here. I don’t remember anything; how I got here, or who am I…
“Shush up! We’re about to start recording! Audience coming!” It says again, practically reading my mind.
I look at my surroundings, other people standing there. Tied up behind ropes, as well on the weird podiums....
I have a thing I truly must state,
Something of utmost importance indeed.
What I shall say will leave you,
Utterly amused, while I lead.
Come by the coffee shop at noon,
And I shall be there.
You can make it, I believe,
Come here to the blonde espresso’s lair.
When the clock strikes six,
And when the streets shall close,
Truly I’ll be there,
With a confession of truth.
A confession of love,
A ...
