She didn’t know that

she could fly

at that time, wings folded…

Warm.

Nestled in and safe

didn’t know until too late

that it was time to…

Launch

And the wind came closer

whispering, little bird

don’t linger…

Step off.

And her eyes so wild

responded, but if I do

I may not survive or ever…

Come home....

If I survive, can I go home?

For trust me I would love to roam

And be among my family

Live a life of humility

I’ll trust and always do my best

As I conspire on my next quest

Loving animals and green plants

And sometimes I may try to dance

I will show love to my neighbor

For the Lord God is my Savior

He will help me through many days

Oh Lord how I can count the ways

If I survive, can I go hom...

"Cool it with the makeup, friend. You haven't got much face left."

"Ugh!" Tilda's Ravish Raspberry lipstick rolled beneath the sink. She shot me a dirty glance before stooping low to inspect the even dirtier bathroom floor. Her voice sounded tinny against the pink and yellow tiled walls. "When I get nervous, I cake on the CoverGirl. You know that!" With a small gasp she crouched even further, att...

Born of an egg, but not of a chicken. Rather a soft, silky opalescent gathering of pearls. Soft shelled yet not easily broken. Those bodies emerge and know only hunger. They munch and they crunch, their lives one long lunch. They slip and they slide. At first, always afraid, their constant question:

"If I survive, can I go home?"

The very young ones don't know that they're alrea...

The sound of gunshots are still ringing in my ear. I hold the hand of the little boy whose mother’s dead body lies in the sunken earth as we run deeper and deeper into the maze, nothing but moonlight to guide our way.

I don’t know what I’m doing. I feel like there’s no way out of this maze, and the only thing that’s waiting for us, whichever path we choose, is death from one gun or another.

We...

The noise was so loud that I had to cover my ears with my hands. The only other times I’d heard noise that loud was when ambulances rushed down our street or our smoke alarm went off because Daddy was burning bacon again.

There was no ambulance here though. And no daddy. Just them. Lots and lots of THEM.

I looked around me, trying to make sense of what I was seeing. Everything was bright and rai...

“If I survive can I go home?” My voice is barely a whisper, a broken rasp, a shattered sentence. My entire body aches, my mind throbs continuously. My hands are bound with metal wire behind my back, I cannot move. A cool voice answers my request “Oh, you shall not survive reprogramming.” I stare around trying to find the speaker, the one who is holiding me captive. “I’m sorry? reprogramming?” I am...

“If I survive can I go home?” The words echo through my head, firing about my mind like a collection of bullets. I hate myself for what I’m about to do, hate every fibre in my body. “Yes, yes you can go home.” I rasp, unable to function properly. “This...this is for your own good.” I stare longingly into the eyes of my one and only son, my little boy, my baby. I force my teeth down on my lip, so h...

“We are all thinking if I survive I go home and live normally but that’s a lie we’re all gonna died no matter the chances” I had told them I was standing high up with a microphone in my hands

It was my only chance to give up but he did that for me the person I trusted in this game betrayed me

I had put the microphone to my side breathing heavily looking down seeing my death

“Sorry Nina” he h...

The Roman coliseum was even busier than usual today. Which meant one thing; Priscus was fighting. The citizens of Rome demanded blood and the coliseum would deliver.

I was underneath the coliseum, waiting to make my first walk to the blood soaked sands of the arena. The roar of the crowd was so loud that the entire stadium was shaking, bits of stone falling from overhead. I wasn’t supposed to be...