Young Writers Society

Even more stories for me to review! Do you plan to collect everything you've written for this universe of stories in one place at any point? You must have posted hundreds of stories by now, and they might make a cool little anthology or something similar.

I like how the first story gives us a bit of extra insight into Nova and Phillipa's relationship. It's a wholesome interaction, and it's really sweet for their storyline.

I wasn't as sure of the purpose of the second one. It seems like an intro to something, but it mentions so many characters without giving much new information. To me it was almost like you summed up things that had already happened in other stories, but I don't know that this needs to exist on its own. The same is actually true of number 5. It works, but I don't see it as something on its own.

I liked the third and fourth though. Three answered some questions about the parents of children that go missing and whilst it's got a sad undertone it's nice that the parents can have some closure.

Adding the date to number four was also helpful - I'd like to see a timeline of all the events sometime as each story seems so connected!

That's it for now, hope this was helpful!

Icy

Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),

Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!!

First Impression: This was a lovely little collection here. All very varied in what they're trying to do and most of them were quite successful in achieving what they set out to achieve I think. I enjoyed all these extra little snippets from these characters.

Anyway let's get right to it,

Somewhere in an abandoned carnival, there were two clown ghosts named Nova and Philippa. They were a teenage couple, unbreakable even in death. At least, that was what they believed.

Philippa had long died before Nova. In fact, she used to haunt Nova’s house when she was younger.

They only started talking when Nova became seventeen years of age.

Nova didn’t remember an incident that happened when she was little.

But Philippa did and she felt like it was her right to tell Nova.

So, sitting in the carnival tent together, she tapped Nova’s shoulder and asked:

“Remember when we first met?”

Nova nodded.

“I was seventeen years old. I was going to bed, but you pulled me underneath it and started up a conversation!” Nova chuckled.

Philippa wasn’t laughing.

“What’s wrong?” Nova asked.

“You were seven years old. You and your mother moved to the Morison mansion, my family’s old house, a few months ago. You had your two friends over, Ava and Nina. The three of you decided to explore the house. You all went up to the attic and saw me.”

Philippa nodded.

“Hey, you didn’t try to hurt me. Don’t beat yourself up. I was little.” Nova said, giving her a reassuring smile and a hug.

Philippa beamed. She knew nothing would change how Nova felt for her, and yet, she still worried if something would change.

But not a thing could break them apart.

Not a thing…

Not everyone in the abandoned carnival speaks to each other.

The Lopezes keep to themselves.

The Morisons do the same.

Only Philippa Morison converses with Nova Caldwell, she’s her dame.

Hayley is a lone ghost…

…Who communicates with Nova and the Morisons.

A lost ghost girl named Veronica and her fairy friend, Calypso…

…Are also ones Hayley communicates with.

Not everyone in the abandoned carnival speaks to each other.

They’ve all got different people they feel comfortable with.

“Mom..Dad? Is it really you?”

“What does it look like, boy?”

“I-“

“We have only tried to help you. We didn’t mean to-“

“You hurt me and my sisters. Get out.”

“But-“

“No. Leave.”

“Mom, Dad! I missed you guys so much! I’m so sorry I ended up like this.”

“Do you know what this means? You’re dead, sweetheart.”

“I know, Mom. I know.”

“Do you know what that feels like to us?”

“I know. I miss you too.”

Nova missed her parents and she guessed that the others did too. So she opened a portal and wished for everyone’s family to be able to cross through, in dreams.

She didn’t know if she could do it again, so she wanted to cherish this moment now.

“Mom? Dad? Really?”

“Yes.”

“I..I am so sorry-“

“There is no need to apologize. Take a moment to relax. You need that.”

“I-“

“Shh.”

“Hey guys..”

“You let a human into your heart? You let another be your friend?”

“I didn’t mean-“

“You’re the fairy Queen! You have responsibilities!”

“But I-“

“These humans are dead because of you!”

“It’s not like I wanted to-“

“This is your fault.”

“Hi.”

“How am I seeing you?”

“Ryan, listen. It’s me. Your sister.”

“Mom and Dad can’t see you. Mom and Dad can’t come to the carnival. But I can. Why?”

“I don’t know. Dreams, perhaps?”

“Dreams?”

“Maybe in your dreams, you can come. This is magic, after all.”

“I don’t understand.”

“You don’t need to understand.”

“Connieeeee! I want to playyyyyy!”

“No! And don’t call me that! That’s weird.”

“But I like doing it.”

“No, Philippa. Leave me alone.”

“Pleasssseeee?”

A girl of four, with curly black hair, peculiar red eyes and wearing an arctic blue cotton dress, was pestering her nine year old brother, who was in his room, across from hers.

Why couldn’t he play with her? Mommy and Daddy didn’t play with her, they were too busy at their circus.

It was just one game.

“Get out of your boring room and playyyy!”

“Fine! I’ll do it!”

She could see him walking to her room, with his green shirt and jeans.

Philippa clapped her hands giddily.

He was here! Yay! Time to play!

Philippa was always very protective of her.

It was like she didn’t want to lose her..

…Which was sweet, but still..

…Nova could defend herself.