(I was given a writing prompt that was a picture of stairs here is the result.) Sam lived with his parents on the 15th level
Annie was glad to be back in the woods. They had left the kids a while back now. Arthur had not wanted to go. He
Annie was surprised. How could someone as big as this kid? Adult? Sneak up on her? Why wasn’t Arthur watching her back as she kicked
Annie sighed. I seem to be doing a lot of that lately, she thought. “What do you want to do?” Arthur’s voice interrupted her thoughts.
Annie heard screaming. It was her voice. She was sitting on the floor screaming. Strong arms were holding her, a man’s voice murmuring something. Annie
Annie watched him walk down the road. Maybe she should ask his name. Then maybe she shouldn’t. Humanity, was different. It seemed the disease spared
This is my take on the classic fairy tale, The Princess and the Frog by the Brothers Grimm. I love fairy tales, some I love more than
Annie kicked him hard enough to dislodge him from the bed. It occurred to her she didn’t know his name. It didn’t matter. He was
She looked at the old man. For some reason she no longer thought he smelled or was judging her. She could see that he wasn’t
The following story has a little bit of history with me. Many many years ago, I went by a bus stop and sitting on the
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