the hourglass has turned, and time sifts through my fingers falling as swiftly as the golden burned leaves struggle to fly off…
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Craft Scissors- A Short Story I heard my daughters scream from the living room. This was a fairly regular occurrence with the…
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Personally, I don’t like fall. Fall means school starting, college applications, busy competitions, and a whole ‘nother year until summer vacation. Besides,…
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Beyond By Victoria Spear Prologue: The Discovery Stars. A fixed luminous point in the night sky, which is a large,…
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Girl In the Blue Jacket Talkin’ To Flowers By: Victoria Spear Liddle, where is your head? Has the Red Queen…
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Imagine you’re just a curious little girl, following a leaf flowing in the wind, then before you know it, you’re in a…