"John."

The man gave an awkward wave and started to hose and water his bushes. John, the man next door, gave back a wave.

"Nice day, huh?" the man said. His sunglasses reflected the blazing sun away as his hair grew more and more greasy from his sweat. John was trimming his plants, trying not to make eye contact with his strange neighbor. "Beth and I, our relationship isn't going so well."

"Sorry ...

After the website ad had been posted, Lily got hubdreds of requests for her spare bedroom. Josh was the first one.

That Monday afternoon, Josh walked into the place with pizzazz. The door had swung open, creating a bang when it hit the wall. Ome of his hands held his Starbucks coffee cup while the other gently played with the feathers and puffs on his pink boa around his neck.

"Good afternoon, ...

"Stop touching it!"

The child's screaming echoed through the house while her mother and father attempted to calm her down. She was sobbing. Her small hands pounded on the table where a small puzzle sat. It was almost finished, every piece was laid out or put together.

"Hunny, all your father was doing was helping you with your puzzle."

She screamed more. She didn't want help with her puzzle. Sh...

"I was gone for five minutes! What happened here?"

The children turned their heads wuickly towards their mother's voice. Sugar, flour, butter, anything they were baking with was on the floor, counter, or themselves. There wasn't a spot there wasn't some sort of substance. The youngest girl giggled and clapped her hands, flour being powdered everywhere.

"Girls." Their mother chuckled a bit. Kids ...

I arrive home. It's been a while. And for some reason, it hurts to come home after all this time. Its not like there was anyone that was going to miss me but still.

The door opens and the smell of artifical apples is the first thing I smell. I've always had an obssession with apple-scented things and I guess I left a freshener in the wall the whole time.

My eyes scan every part of the home. The o...

He screamed.

He made sure I knew what I did wrong.

But what did I do?

Am I wrong..?

But wasn't he was the one that went to the party?

Wan't he the one who drank the most?

Wasn't he the one who kissed another girl?

What have I done?

He screams more.

I was not enough.

That's what I did wrong.

My mind began to scramble.

Words became mush and I could feel myself slipping away from the world.

He stoppe...

I wake up. Well not really wake up. I yawn and stretch but I don't think I went to bed. After last night, how could I? I was chased out. The people hated me..and just because I was meditating. They thought I was a witch, WHICH i wasn't.

(Sorry this isn't much. I didn't have much time or an idea)...

Everyone is a tree. We are trees. My tree grows but it is smaller than the other trees. My tree is just as efficient as other trees even if it is being held back from growing. My tree makes apples to make others happy. My tree has tire swings and allows others to make things out of me. Its okay if it hurts. My tree has carvings in it. Just lines. My tree is scared of being around other trees. My t...

His perfect blonde hair brings me back to elementary school.

The blue eyes sparkle just as they did back then.

I had asked for a coffee and my eyes glanced up to see him.

He hadn’t changed a bit.

He saw me and laughed a bit, hanging his head a bit embarrassed.

"What can I get you, Lila?"

The words caught me off-guard. My mind was wrapped in the funny little memories we had had.

"Just a coffee is...

Dave approached the boy. It took him a long time to accept himself as gay. He knew there were other gay boys in the school but him himself? It was crazy to him. The only way he knew he was part of the LGBTQ community is through his friend. Should he even call him his friend? They "hate" each other. Shoto can't stand Dave and Dave feels the same way. Frenemies, maybe.

He stood outside the school e...