LittleChikadee

    The yelling and locker-slamming echoed throughout the wide hallway. You always felt like it used to be an insane asylum since everything was so white. It was like the school just decided to bolt baby blue lockers onto the walls and thought that it would be just fine. The classrooms also had a creepy vibe, as if the ghosts of past patients were still sitting there, screaming in terror and agony. But, that was all the imaginings of a bored girl who just wanted to escape to her perfect world.    As you hurried along to your next class, pushing through the mob of students, you mused about the make-believe patients of the old nut-house. Were

    Why don't I have the ideal body? Why am I not skinny or muscular? Why aren't my breasts bigger; why can't my penis be bigger? Why can't I look like the men and women on the covers of magazines?    The answer is this: they aren't you. Knowing the photo-altering period we live in, they aren't even themselves. Your body is perfectly made for you. So what if you're too fat, too thin, or too weak? It doesn't matter. Your physical appearance shouldn't effect how people love you. Friends should hang out with you because they love you for who you are, not for the skin that you live in. Do you really think that those true friends and loved ones r

    It's a feeling like no other. The adrenaline, the excitement, the absolute freedom. I forget to be worried about every little thing; I forget my problems. I forget about friends, family, and acquaintances. It's only me, gliding across the water at impossible speeds, and the wind attacking my eyes, ears, and hair. But, I don't care about that. All I care about is the freedom. Free from the thoughts of others. Free from responsibilities. Free from stress. I'm soaring! Flying high above the dark clouds of negativity, forever bathed in the light of happiness. I've no need to find the occasional burst of sun peeking through the dark mass ove

Betelgeuse burns dim in the majestic night sky. Soon, though, he will die. He will become small, and white, and more dense. He will be the densest star. All the other stars will be sad that he is near his end, or his death. They will mourn as he slowly loses light, power. He'll be remembered. Everyone will want to remember this great star. The sad, dying star.

   He looked on while the helpless planet was slowly engulfed by the tiny, dense black hole. The fire in his eyes was blazing, but no other part of him hinted at the swirling emotions inside. It was their fault that she was gone, and he showed them no mercy. Their screams drowned out the beating of his own two hearts as they left this universe. Finally, the planet was no more and all was calm. For a while he stood there, fists clenched, as a single crystal made its way down his cold face.

 It was just a normal day. The sun was shining, the sky was a clear cerulean blue, and I was walking to the library. I wanted to look up some stuff about a local haunted house, because I’m interested in why there may be spirits there. I’m also a firm believer in the afterlife, werewolves, vampires, and anything supernatural. The reason I am such a strong believer is probably because of my gift. I can communicate with animals via thought and I can sense them. Apparently, my abilities also range to monsters. I always knew there were weird things out there, I’ve only sensed them my entire life. But, it wasn’t until one

    There is a lush meadow not too far from here. Everyone passes through it eventually. That is where they find out where they belong. Usually, once a person finds out where they belong, they go there. But there is one girl that stayed behind. She is waiting. She has been waiting a long time for a group of people she left behind. She knows they won’t all come at once. She decided when she first arrived in the Meadow that when one joins her, they will continue on to where they belong and wait for the others. Once everyone is reunited, she will be truly happy.    Suddenly, a soft wind fingers the girl’s hair. She turns arou