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The Wind Is Blowing

Note: Written sometime in high school in Mrs. Betts class (likely 2001). The leaves ruffled beneath the morning bright sky. You could hear a whistle through the cool air. In the distance I heard a quite scream. I started walking toward the sound, which was continually growing louder. It now … Continue reading →

Claws

Note: Keep in mind that this is a story from my youth. Yes, it is supposed to lack any kind of earth logic. This is from the mind of a child. Read on, if you dare. It was a hot day in the summer there were picnics everywhere the swimming … Continue reading →