Young Adult

Old Man Saffold's Barn
Winter is coming, and the weather up here will freeze, so make sure you get yourself over to Old Man Saffold's Barn before it's too late, my Mom warned me again. She was always concerned that I would freeze to death out in the woods all alone. She looked at me one more time and told me she would see me there, and I had better not be the last one coming through the door because once Old Man Saffold closed the barn doors, that was it. I smiled again, said yes, ma'am, one more time, and then I released my grip on the limb of that old northern pine tree and took off in flight to seek out my latest adventure.
By Joey Lowe5 years ago in Fiction
#3: Anthropolis One: The Never Clock
4:30pm Nathan and Jonah returned to the cavernous garage as the winter sun was setting behind the mountains. Removing their parkas and pants, they proceeded into a large brightly lit mudroom. There they tossed their gear into the cleaning system, before grabbing their lab kits; a mostly improvised mix of surgical scrubs and intricately pocketed lab coats. After exchanging their field goggles for regular day glasses, they proceeded to a large building adjacent to the garage which served as the research lab.
By Tobias D.H. Crichton5 years ago in Fiction
The Waste
All I notice about today’s lunch line is Allen’s green eyes above the smattering of freckles across his nose. With practiced gentleness, I place my opaque glass tray on the rollers and take my place in the queue. Allen’s milk white skin flushes when he sees me. His gaze doesn’t waver as I approach. By the time I’m standing in front of him, my own blush is blazing from my neck.
By C.A. Fray5 years ago in Fiction
The Lessons of Magik
Yorklyn City Her thumb hovered over the green button on her cell phone screen, and she clicked her tongue. Electricity buzzed overhead and she felt her skin tingle as she stared down at the name. Ryan Wilson. She had constructed a simple, yet elegant text asking for his assistance in tutoring, but she couldn’t seem to make her thumb press ‘send’. Kara sat there and stared at it as the words stared back at her from the lit-up screen. It screamed desperation. She was willing to take anyone as a companion if she texted him.
By S.L.McGinnis5 years ago in Fiction
Adara
Ever since I was born, I was told I was different. Of course, at that time I never understood what anyone meant. I felt normal, and I looked normal. I mean I was just a child. I had platinum blonde hair, it looked almost white and my eyes, they were ice blue, bluer than any ocean which was strange since both of my parents had eyes so dark, they looked black. I guess our small town shook the moment I opened my eyes for the first time. As I got older I started understanding more, in my town I was the only one with pale hair and blue eyes. Everyone had black hair and dark eyes, I started seeing why everyone looked at me so differently and then I turned eighteen.
By Heidi Lynn Pennington5 years ago in Fiction
The Vindication of Aralia Jones
Aralia sat outside the Headmaster's office, sweat beading down the back of her neck as she wrung her hands together nervously.
By Jessie Waddell5 years ago in Fiction
Davina
“Davina, it’s your first school dance. You’ve never wanted to attend any of the other’s. Please let me help you pick a dress” my mom urged as I was getting ready for school. It was Friday morning and all I wanted was to get school over with so I could relax for the weekend. “No, mom! I already have what I am wearing picked out. I wouldn’t even be going if you hadn’t threatened to ground me.” I barked in response. School dances weren’t my thing. School just wasn’t my thing in general.
By Alexis Whitehead5 years ago in Fiction
The Bound
Yuavi closed the leather-bound book with a snap before shoving it into her knapsack. She continued to rummage through the apothecary cabinet, not bothering to shut any of the drawers she'd searched. A clock ticked steadily as she gathered supplies, a constant reminder that time was of the essence. A bottle of quills tumbled to the floor, making her pause as she listened for anyone who might've heard the disturbance. Yuavi felt her heart swell as the clatter of keys sounded in the lock.
By Cameron Scott5 years ago in Fiction
Fate Caster
Fate Caster Chapter 2 Raven The Foul like to live in the top stories of high buildings, that’s why the scuffling noise I hear makes me jump.
By Mandy P Valdez5 years ago in Fiction
Nightmare
There were four of us. I only remember that we were doing this because bad things kept happening. People kept dying. It was myself, two other girls and a boy. It was the middle of the night and it was pouring rain. The area was forest-like but lined with a sidewalk so clearly a domesticated area. The trees were pine trees and they towered over us and formed a circle like clearing. The ground was covered in slippery grass and littered with pinecones and broken off branches and tree limbs. It was unusually dark. The sky was a deep pressing black, with almost no blue to it at all. And there were absolutely no animal sounds or animals anywhere to see. We collected four long sticks, big enough to not be twigs but still small enough that they could be broken by human hands or a human amount of exert-able amount of force. Four sticks for four of us to each break off two sides each. We had to tie the sticks into a snowflake pattern. We tied it together with beige kitchen string, the kind you would use when you put a turkey or chicken into a rotisserie oven.
By Jordan Barrett5 years ago in Fiction
The Rising Of Erin Phoenix
Ms. Erin Phoenix here. I'm sure you are wondering who I am, and why you should care. I guess the easiest answer is you shouldn't. I'm just a person like you. Maybe we have a similar story or maybe our tale is completely different.
By H.C Harper5 years ago in Fiction
Cypher's Assassins
“This is where you live?” Cypher didn’t answer at first, his hands fiddling with the lock on the small, iron door. Finally, it gave way and the door groaned in protest as he pushed it open.
By charlotte meilaender5 years ago in Fiction