One day, 4.5 billion years ago, or so they think, the soup of the earth’s primordial oceans decided, with the right ingredients, to become life. It was so simple back then, a single cell, the grandmother of everyone and everything, the countless lives in their countless forms afterwards. Earth with a population of one.

Although, intellectually, I knew that _thought _and _feeling _and _knowing _i...

What if!

**What if I risk it all?**

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**What if I risk it all?**

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I mean it’s just a dream it could end in a disaster if it doesn’t work out. I want to risk it all to be an artist. I have the creativity it takes ,but others may see my art trash. We all know how the community is to aspiring artist. They will say,”oh your not good enough to be with the big lea...

She froze at the stand, with eyes pressed hard on her. She tried to hide her heavy breathing but her body trembled ever so slightly at the end of each exhale. The trial wasn’t going in her favor, being bombarded with this picture made up to demonize her, as if it were a set up.

After the longest 15 seconds ever had passed, she stood straight and looked up, then straight on taking a scan of the...

She’s beside the chimney.

April says, “It’s tough. You know, I gonna feed my baby. I gonna work after this, another job after this. I go home and I see him sleeping. He sleeping in the bed. And I thought to myself ‘hell, I forgot to take him out of the bed!’ You know what I’m saying? He’s like two years old, and I forgot to lethim out.” April emphasizes on ‘forgot’.

She gave April a look. She ha...

As I pace the room and rack my brain, I feel the gears turning and outputting nothing but the dark smoke of frustration. I’ve been at this for hours and I am no closer to a conclusion.

I’ve tried all my old tricks. I’ve gone for a walk: nothing.

I’ve listened to music: nada.

I’ve even, in my desperation, resorted to the classic Google search, “How to overcome writers block” tried several of the ...

What if I ran away?

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What if

I ran away?

Nathan has money stashed downstairs. The house is dark as I creep down the stairs—I can hear my brothers in the room over, disrupting the stillness of the atmosphere. The darkness looms as I’m in the kitchen, rummaging through. My heart thumps. I feel so close but so far. The bills slip out easily, and they feel smooth in my hands. Oh, the power of ...

In the whispering woods where secrets keep,

Ale-ooops stirs the dreams that sleep.

- A: Adventurous: A willingness to explore, take risks, and seek new experiences.

- L: Loyal: Devotion to relationships, commitments, and principles.

- E: Empathetic: Sensitivity to others' emotions and a desire to connect.

- X: Xylophile: An affinity for forests, trees, and natural environments....

“I don’t know what to do,” Micheal said to himself in a very soft voice and disheartened tone.

“Being rejected so many times. Being thrown around as some worthless toy. Micheal Anderson: Brooklyn’s Forgettable Average Joe would be the title of my life if it were a book,” Micheal angrily shouts. “I know I have power, but I feel like I am powerless. Useless. Worthless. Just nothing,” Micheal contin...

Nova really needed to find Haze. But somehow, her sister is nowhere to be found.

Like she gets that this castle is huge but she could find her in the Wild Thicket. How can she not locate Haze in an organized building?

After many winding hallways with no clear direction in mind, she hears a familiar voice.

“Nova!” Haze exclaims, which certainly helps Nova’s search. She turns and readies herself...

Jarvis was puzzled. He had done this exact type of decision-making calculation before in the moment between breaths. Why was now different?

An answer wanted to take form but the competing priorities muffled it in their clutter. Now he's off-topic and briefly couldn't care about anything more than the thought that plagued his last year:

"Is this my new normal?" The words slipped out under his br...