Imagination

"Liz! Hurry up! You can check your email when you get home! I heard the bus!" My mom yelled from downstairs. I logged of my laptop and pulled out my ...

"Max, telephone!". My government-guardian yelled from the living room. The government gives one to everyone that needs to be under a watchful eye, especially if they're over eighteen like me. ...

The room was bright, lit with one single bulb. The walls were a blue, a bright blue, covered in posters of faces and names that never seemed recognizable to me. ...