Dancing Disaster by Kayla L.

One night I was in my New York apartment trying to go to sleep but all I could hear was soft slow music and feet moving upstairs. This was annoying me so much. It was 11 o’clock at night; couldn’t this person have some consideration to not do this at night? It kept going on until 1 in the morning. That’s when I was fed up with the noise.I got up, put on my robe and slippers and walked through the hallway, into the elevator. I went one floor above me and I walked right to the same number apartment as mine because I could hear everything above me from my apartment. I started to bang on the door but no one answered so I hit harder; finally the music...

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Spirited Dancing by Katie D.

I hear my alarm clock ringing in my ear, and I jumped out of bed. The day had finally come. I had worked toward this day for what felt like my entire life. In the kitchen I found my mother smiling a smile as bright as the sun. She cheerfully handed me a plate of scrambled eggs like they were her prized masterpiece. I ate them slowly, knowing I would need my energy for the upcoming hours.After breakfast, I headed upstairs to get dressed. I pulled on my leotard and tights and threw my new dance shoes into my bag. Although I had never had a proper dance lesson, my mother insisted that I have the proper attire for today. I was venturing where no...

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Alaskan Dream By Kristin P.

“One large pizza light on sauce!” Charlotte hollered over the large crowd that had formed in Antonio’s pizzeria. It was the beginning of a hectic summer, Charlotte could tell. Many families swarmed to the little town of Ketchikan in the summertime to experience Alaskan culture at its finest. The quaint fisherman’s village had an appearance all its own. Having the tourist shops built on stilts you always felt one with the ocean. The vibrant evergreen mountains frosted with sparkling snow were in every direction, and the strong aroma of fish always diverted your attention. On the downside being the rainy capital of America makes days of warm, glistening...

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A Few Simple Words by Stacy C.

Swoo-ish goes the waves as they move back and forth along the beach while the breeze invisibly swirls towards the Atlantic. It is cool, and the sand looses its heat from basking in the sun all day. The sole observer of this daily phenomenon is me, Flora Allen. I am stretched out on my beach. I can see the lights from my house reflecting on the water like glass as the sun’s light fades into the caramel tinted nocturnal horizon.I get up from my spot in the sand to return some circulation. I scrutinize my reflection. My oversized green eyes make my long red hair pop out against my pale and hollow face. My short, but thin build, is a total contrast...

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Cold Blood by Jack M.

Whenever I look back, my mind panics. Whenever I close my eyes, I see the shadows. Whenever I am in silence, I hear the screams. Whenever I am alone, it feels so fresh in my weary thoughts.The howl pierced the evening air as the skies began to bleed a dark crimson and a cold chill fell upon a serene Earth. I sat up immediately from resting in the tent, my nerves on overdrive throughout my body. The only thing eerier than the howl was the deathly silence of the forest after its echo. It arose again and turned into a slow whining as it slowly faded away.“What was that?” My friend Mark almost whispered outside of the tent. I stood on uncertain feet...

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