The dimly lit streets of Bellbary were filled with excited children in bright costumes today. Families spent time and effort covering their houses with cobwebs, accessorizing their doorsteps with skulls, and carving out Jack-O-Lanterns to display on their front porch. … Continue reading Little Oli’s Halloween By Alice Y.
The mansion was huge, big enough to have a legitimate name. There it was, the same name that had been in the news countless times, Bahay Callum, carved in the stone walls, spotlessly clean. Turning to my partner with a … Continue reading The Callum Case by Bella S.
Dinner Party by Avrel F. conversations bounce from wall to wall filling the room with sound forced chuckles, rushed business propositions and tense rivalry all within four walls diamonds dangle from ears, and dance on fingers long dresses made of … Continue reading Dinner Party by Avrel F.
Lost in a page It pulls her in She’s apart from this world Leaving us to wonder where she’s been Her eyes are stopped Blinking, moving, seeing nothing She’s frozen The climax is nearing She’s starting again Speeding … Continue reading Words by Ava M.
I see you Standing there On the Bridge. Are you Leaving me? Are you trying To escape? You are Holding someone’s Hand in Yours. Will she Go too? Do you Love her? I realise That … Continue reading The Bridge You Leave On
Maria had never believed in ghosts, until that day, that is. Until she saw the thing in the woods. She had always just thought when peopled died they’d either go to heaven or the place down below. She never thought … Continue reading The Spirit by Wren L.
une écharpe, une paire de moufles sortir dans l’air froid et pénétrant le vent enveloppe mon visage nu la nouvelle neige est cotonneuse comme la des nuées dans le sol les arbres sont denudes les feuilles et les fleurs disparurent … Continue reading la neige by Crystal Lin
Chapter 1 For most, today would appear to be an obnoxiously normal Tuesday. Every detail about this day appears to be completely mundane from a far. The identical stone houses sit perfectly still underneath the lilac Chicago sky while people … Continue reading Death Day by Avrel F.
Luna perched regally on a plastic chair along the wide deck of the school, looking over the schoolyard. She saw her subjects picking their noses and throwing stones onto the hopscotch grid etched out in chalk. She heard a kindergartener … Continue reading Lunette by Jacopo Fabbri
It was about 5 o’clock when Michelle Walsh walked through the door. Sherlock Holmes and I were at home, 221b Baker St, not doing much, when Ms. Walsh came in sobbing. This is what she told us; “My husband, Victor, … Continue reading In the Absence of Poison by Ava M.