Journey to a New Life
Clip clop, clip clop. Helen Fletcher stared out of the moving wagon. The twelve-year-old farm girl was on her way to live with her cousins, the Carpenters. She had never been away from home before,…
Clip clop, clip clop. Helen Fletcher stared out of the moving wagon. The twelve-year-old farm girl was on her way to live with her cousins, the Carpenters. She had never been away from home before,…
~ by Hannah Skipper Marvin Martian sped through the galaxies in his spaceship, Flying Saucer X-2, as he thought about his mission to rule every universe. As he drove around planets, dodged comets, meteors, and…
~ by Sarah Levesque When I was a child, my father was the man in charge of the stables of the king’s summer palace. He was a good man, and a good father, but my…
THIS IS A CITY By Lucy Rutherford Word count: 1702 Rating: PG (a bit depressing) Summary: A description of an advanced but mis-centered city. This is a city. A humming, vibrant, living city. Twenty thousand…
June Smith walked briskly down the sidewalk. She needed to hurry or she was going to be marked as late, again. She huffed as she jogged along; she didn’t know how she managed to do…
By Amanda Pizzolatto Word Count: 3331 Rating: G Summary: Queen Scheherazade has a mission for young Ananse, a hero in training, but can he complete it? “Uncle Remus! Aunt Nancy! I’m home!” called out Henry right…
LIVING FOR OLD STONEY By Sarah Levesque Word count: 2366 Rating: PG Summary: An old man tells his great-grandson a war story. “C’mere son. I’m gonna tell you a story,” the old man said as…
There once lived a man named Darrick, with strong arms and bulging muscles, a smith by trade, accustomed to hammering down metal and bending it to his will. In the village, he was renowned…
~ by Sarah Levesque [Newscast at the Second Meeting House of the First Church of Christ, Enfield, Massachusetts] ELDRIDGE: Hello, I’m Francis Eldridge from HIST News. Today, July 8th, 1741, I’m standing in front of…
“Where’s that blimming cat got tae now?” Jinty sighed as she stared around the edge of her door, peering out into the darkness of Fishmarket Close as the snow continued to fall like feathers from…
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