Victoria Montes
Currently in my junior Year in college and working on getting my BA in Creative Writing
Victoria Montes
Currently in my junior Year in college and working on getting my BA in Creative Writing
Currently in my junior Year in college and working on getting my BA in Creative Writing
Currently in my junior Year in college and working on getting my BA in Creative Writing
There was a pack of 7 snow white wolves staring right at me. Their piercing ice blue eyes staring intelligently directly into my eyes.
Authors Note: this story is so short because I wanted to keep my streak. But I will be continuing to write this. Hopefully later today this will be 500 words....
“Hey are you the new girl?,” wondered Maisie Grayson, alpha of the mean girl clique.
“Will she recognize me? Is my eyeshadow too similar to the makeup I used to wear? Is my nose too wide?” Are the very first thoughts that rush through my mind. There is no hint of recognition. She genuinely looks confused. Inwardly, I am very relieved. I sigh and put on my best fake smile.
“Oh, Yes! My name is ...
Spare
Once upon a time
There was a young princess.
She had four older sisters.
And 3 older brothers.
Her name was Princess Annet
As the youngest,
no one cared where she goes
Or what happens to her.
Everyone thinks of her as the spare.
With so many older siblings,
Princess Annet was allowed to run
Free.
She rarely wore her hair
Pinned up and tamed.
Her hair was most often wild and free
Or pinne...
Red sandstone and marble buildings,
Glowing rosy in the late afternoon sun.
The round patina green roofs,
Shinning brightly,
Singing sweetly when
the afternoon rain falls.
Streets of lazy water,
Gondolas glidfing over
Crystal clear glass water.
Lovers secret bridges
Arching iver the canals
Of the city below.
Crepe myrtels bowing gracefully
Over the canals,
As the cinnamon scented wind
Da...
Dear Diary,
While roaming around the dusty parts of St. Claire’s library, I atumbled upon an 18th century leather bound journal. At first, I had been looking for a textbook my professor mentioned in my creative writing class. I got bored of that real fast so I just started wandering around. The bookshelves led me deeper and deeper into tge bowls of the ancient library until I stumbled upon tge se...