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The Pac-Man Machine The arcade was deserted, leaving only the flashng lights and cheery music to keep the old shopkeeper company. The clock on the wall struck 3:00, and, perfecty ...

Midnight Excursion One light dared to break the complete blackness that was the Hampton house at 1am. One small lamp was enough to give away the secret. Mariana Hampton slouched ...

As the heavy door eased shut, the yearbook office lapsed back into its usual oasis of silence. The rowdy halls of Milton High School were drown out by the steady ...

The clock ticked on, perpetually at quarter to 3. My feet tapped the floor impatiently and my hands fiddled with my backpack’s zipper in perfect coordination. “Uhhh… Mr. Mopel? May ...

If I didn’t foster such contempt for cheerleaders as a whole, I might have actually felt sorry for Jenny in the weeks following the publication. My nagging conscience incessantly reminded ...

My knees were cramping as I crouched behind the knee high brick border. I looked with admiration as Katie marched towards the towering figure of Matt Faron, head high, and ...

Propped up cross-legged in front of the family computer, I was having a schizophrenic argument. A nagging, practical piece of me insisted that I was hurting people: Chelsea, Katie, the ...

Deep blackness consuming, Eyelids glued down Slip under my covers Slowly, so not to disturb Creatures that thrive in a six year old's mind Faintly breathing Courage sought out Eyes ...

Spanish Dance It was like a perfectly coordinated dance: the bobbing and weaving of carts and shoppers, the friendly greetings, and the words, each flowing and spinning and dancing around ...

The Seed of Spite “Too lenient, sir, you’re far too lenient with these monsters. Certainly they don’t deserve these wondrous toys!” “Ho Ho Ho!” His beard shook and his stomach ...

Disappear The couch wrapped her in a comfy embrace. It snuggled against her bare shoulders. With her legs curled beneath her, and her long hair splayed across the armrest, she ...

Hatchet Road The garage shielded us from the cruel July sun. Boredom had left me lacking energy and interest, flopped in a lawn chair and totally ignorant of the life-changing ...

“Americano,” they muttered with an air of superiority. Lynnie forced an expression of indifference, and squeezed through the jostling bodies towards a lonely bench on the side of Spanish Market ...

Alone in the Storm (Haven't submitted anything in a really long time, so this is my attempt to get back in habit. Tell me what you think.) The night snapped ...

Refuge A soft peace emanated from the sailboat. Resting in bobbing waters, its lonely sail was loose and easy in a gentle day’s breeze. She trusted her fingers to their ...

The Princess’s Dragons Many years in past In a place so far away Lives a story that will last For generations it will stay It tells of a princess dear ...

Helpless I hated her. From the cheery rhythm for her soprano voice to the sight of her eyes when she looked at him with perfect confidence and happiness, the thought ...

This is the revised version, so critiques on this first one would be much appreciated. (I left the original one below on just for reference.) Once Upon A Time “Tell ...

Forgotten Snuggled in grasses Tickled by weather Her writing is fading As if carved by a feather Her corners are rounded Like shoulders gone weary Years added grayness Perpetually bleary ...

The Monster Her rhythm is steady Breathe in, breathe out Unmoving on pillows Her serenity, no doubt From a window creaking A monster slinks in Sparkle in his eye Resolution ...

The High Above Everyone looks To a higher pow’r, Be it almighty God Or a twinkling star. Whether wishes are thought of With candles outblown Or in the quiet of ...

Tenses and a better title were giving me issues, so help would be appreciated (along with any other comments)...She had been absently brushing patterns into the sweat of her icy ...

Finding the Music(Title needs some help. Suggestions welcome and appreciated!) A steady metronome ticking sounded from the analog alarm clock on the bedside table. In the silence of solitude, each ...