Everything is OK

Everything is OK I’ve been worried about everything so far. For most teenagers, this is a normal phenomenon. And from time to time it will get bigger if you don’t solve it. You don’t realize it so quickly. The same thing happened to me. Starting from the 6th grade, I had a big mental trauma,…

Morning, Joe

Morning, Joe These days, every school has a “Joe”: someone to provide a sly shot of the banned pick-me-up to keep you sharp. I did business in the basement art room, killed years ago by budget cuts. Just before first period Principal Singh walked in. My heart raced but my expression remained bored. “Morning, Joe.”…

The Last One Out

The Last One Out My body feels like it has merged with the couch. I scroll through one app, switch to another, scroll, switch back. I don’t have any attention span and feeling my parents’ eyes on me when they walk past just makes it harder. They’re worried about me but don’t know how to…

Raiding the Trophy Case

Raiding the Trophy Case You need shoes fast. You have no money. There is only one option left. The Trophy Case. That’s where Devin shows off the footwear of all his victims. No one would ever think about stealing from Devin. But you’re thinking about it now. You’ll need a distraction. Devin parks his Mustang…

The Tourist

This is a Friday Fictioneer story. That is a weekly writing prompt where you have to write a 100-word story based on a picture. The moderator, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts it on her site every Wednesday. Here is this week’s picture. The Tourist Through long wanderings in time and space, she at last made her way,…

The Prisoner

The Prisoner As the sun heads up to cross the horizon my eyes bore into its burning glow. It peeks through the buildings and washes down the threatening glimmer of the sky that keeps me up at night. As I stare through the window the prickling sting in my eyes grows sharper. Time stretches, drawn-out…

Traces of Kisses

Traces of Kisses It’s my fault I didn’t think beyond the borders. It’s my fault I made wrong decisions without thinking. It’s my fault I got caged in here. 4 years ago I met Him and fell in love. Immediately, passionately. He was so gorgeous, kind and loving. We had a beautiful wedding ceremony, I…