Mission: Wings
by Abby
At first the government was intimidated by me, now they’re just annoyed. After they got past the giant, bright teal dragon wings, they realized I was just an awkward fourteen year old girl who plays the cello and loves sloths. They also thought it would be a great idea to send me on missions… Using time travel. I thought they were completely kidding, but nope, they want a girl with dragon wings to go back in time. Or forward in time. My name is Charlotte Anders, and I’m a time traveling fourteen year old with wings.
Metal Memories
by Alyssa
Running away sounds like the cliche thing to do when you're mad at your parents, but actually doing it is a completely different story. Three teenagers spend a week planning how they would runaway, which included purposely getting themselves expelled, sneaking around at night, and a secret drawer of maps.
Ancient Greece
by Annalisa
The Athena Parthenos stood at 40 ft tall, made of gold and ivory; it towered over all who came to see it. This truly intimidating and impressive statue was placed in the newly finished Parthenon.
    “Must be your finest work,” a local commented. Phidias only smiled. He had gotten that compliment too many times to count. He looked up at his creation. The Athena Parthenos seemed to stare down at him. He felt a rush of pride just looking at it.
    The Parthenon had been finished just about a month ago. The Athena Parthenos was unveiled days ago. No doubt it would please Athena for generations to come. The goddess of wisdom was sure to reward Athens for their hard work. 
Amoticon
by Boston
There once was a history teacher named Tyler Eden who went to a tiny island for a spring break tropical vacation with his pitbull, Charlie. Charlie is a big dog and he has brown tanish fur. Tyler is 30 years old. He is a teacher at Arlington Chapel in Marlin, North Carolina. All the students say he is awesome and the best teacher in the school. 
As Time Flies By
by Cintong
​Valerie’s mind reeled, trying to take in the information she had just learned. She didn’t understand it quite just yet, but she knew one thing for sure; she was destined to control time. She had no idea how, but she was sure she hadn’t inherited it, since neither of her parents had the ability.
Horses and Fairies
by Claire
​Felicity's life was saved by a fairy that she has not seen in nine years. Now, Felicity works for the king of Unanaena as his envoy. Then an unusual boat is spotted on the horizon, and Felicity must tell the king what is in it, even if she doesn't want to.
Dark
by Elisa
The room was dark when Eareha awoke.
She rose carefully so as to not to disturb her sister, Najila, who slept on the bed nearest to her. Her bare feet scuffed over the wooden planks of her room as she edged carefully toward the door.
Drawing Magic
by Ellah
“Ok everyone!” Ms. Ross said. “Grab your backpacks, it’s time to go home!”
Rosalinda  had her sparkly blue backpack on her back, ready to leave Sunny Rainbow Daycare. All the other kids noisily got into a nearly straight line. Suddenly, Rosalinda remembered it was her  turn to feed the class pet, Chloe. Chloe was a small light brown rabbit with a white tail and white ears.
Where They Found You
by Evie
A series of poems that tells a murder mystery. The poetry includes watercolors done by the author.
Dark Intentions
by Isabella
​“Thank you for the ride! Here is your money.” Carol said as she stepped out of the taxi. She waved her driver goodbye and walked toward the door of the enormous house. Ding Dong! The door opened slowly to an old woman wearing a nice black dress with a white apron. “You must be Miss Brooks! I’m the maid here, Mrs. Dooley is oh so happy that you were able to come to her little reunion.”
Chipper Jones, In the Clutch, and Fun Facts
by Jason
This website includes a poem, comic and information page about baseball. Click on the link to view it.
War's Call
by Jennings
The year was 1941. The second great war had been raging for 2 years now and more people were dying every day. I was lucky, until the bombs came. They fell like rain from the blackness above. I woke to the sound of the air raid sirens screaming in the distance. Anti-aircraft guns blasted at the targets that the huge spot lights found, gliding through the dark night. I lept out of bed and ran outside to the metal safe house next to the potato field. Then the bombs began to fall. First it was the distant drone of boom, boom, boom. Then the sound got louder and louder, closer and closer. The bombs were dropping in the field right next to my house. I closed my eyes and exhaustion overcame me as I fought to sleep.

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The Secret Cave
by Kalia
Mara ran through the woods, her feet crunching on the Autumn leaves, her long, silky, dark brown hair flying behind her. The heavy satchel thumping against her side. “Oh no! I’m going to be late!” she panted. Finally, she stopped and looked up. A stranger to the woods would see nothing out of the ordinary, but Mara could see the camouflaged tree house hidden there.
How I Became a Griffin
by Kerstin
Okay so this is gonna take some time to explain to you about my story. Yeah the one about me turning into a griffin. I know it sounds impossible. But it happened. I know you might think I’m crazy.
Dead Stardust
by Kamryn

​Run Away
I sat on the
Rickety porch step
Watching the
Solid grey sky
The day the
Sun ran away.
I never knew
Why it left
Only that it did
The day the
Sun didn’t stay.
The Fallout
by Lauren
I sat down with my book in hand talking to myself saying that today would be different, I would get let out today. Now I've said that every day since I woke up approximately 29 days ago (I've been putting up tally marks every time I woke up or the clock beeped). After I sat down and started to read I heard a knock on the door or so I thought, but I just passed it off as some random crap blowing against the door. I drew my quilt towards me and shivered; why couldn’t I have some kind of heat!?
Terra Planet
by Lawrence
In the year 2228, Earth was overpopulated with over 20 billion people. Sicknesses and diseases ran amok the population. The government of the U.G.E.S.S. (Unification Government of Earth and the Solar System, which has a counsel in the North Pole) made a solution, they terraformed the planets of the Solar System, making them breathable and with life. Not all, just Venus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn and Neptune. By the age of thirteen, a large amount of children were sent to the different planets of the Solar System based on their academics and personalities. ​
Killer Class
by Lesea
Meet Ivy Hunt, the main character of the story. Her father Jacob Hunt is the famous assassin there is. He known as death himself for assassinating so many people. She is taking an exam at Winchester Academy a school for the most elite assassins have graduated from especially her father. Besides from what you might think her father doesn't want her to become an assassin because he thinks it's a dangerous job to pursue in. She wanted to be an assassin because she thought the access to  weapons and things that were confidential was pretty cool.  When she arrives at the school where she thinks the exam is taking place it isn't what she expected it to be.

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Here or There
by Madeline
Meredith McArthur had always been able to see the strange, almost monstrous creatures. As a toddler, she often confused her parents with questions of  “mommy, what’s that?” as she pointed to a park bench, or an empty field, but soon her parents began to laugh off her descriptions of the hundreds of different creatures she saw every day, thinking it was ‘just her imagination- nothing but a game’. But, as Meredith grew older, her parents began to question her sanity.


My Time Watching through the Screen
by Mattea
Signs of dystopia littered the streets. People strolling along crosswalks, completely consumed in their phones. Friends clustered together, leaning on the course brick wall of a drug store, cool sodas fizzing away in their lifeless hands. Even the refreshing relief from the stereo typical summer day, paled in comparison to the appeal of the social media. Reckless parents hardly aware of their own budding youths, still untouched by the pang of screen obsession, bombarded the roads with loud honks and flickering devices. Even a quiet public park held little refuge from the poisonous drug of cell phones. The infectious disease that plagued our city. North Hemp stead New York would never be the same.
A Picturesque Murder
by Meera

I was driving only at 40 mph when the limit was 35 mph on a nice summer evening, my window was down and the cool, summer breeze hits my face. 

This dude came in front of me 'cause I was going to slow for his taste. It looked like he was drunk so I pulled over to let him pass me. But you know, he stopped, came out of his car and I realized it was a person I went to college with, Brian.
Elocin
by Nicole
She twisted the mysterious gold key. It was an exact fit to the golden key hole in the large gold door. She was worried this was never going to work. 
One Life One End
by Onni
A calm Monday morning, with nothing better than laying down on his porch surrounded by a sea of freshly cut green, Logan Chase is having a blast on his summer vacation. Logan owes some money to a man who has personal bounty hunters who will do anything for their boss. but Logan doesn’t care.
The Beginning
by Rachel
America is divided into four parts for “filtering the local community” (or from a more realistic standpoint, destroying unwanted waste to start from scratch; as in all people who choose to surrender to BL/ind are taken, and all others are killed in some sort of way.)

Lithuania is a young woman, desperate to escape, located in the southwest. This section is dealt with by setting ablaze all major cities through bombing and collecting fleeing rebelers and either killing or sedating, brainwashing, and/or memory erasing them into loyal BL/ind citizens and servers.
Since Then
by Rachel
​Sometimes I look up at the sky I wonder if someone is looking back, maybe if I talk to the moon, whomever is on the other side would talk back. I get lonely now, and it’s never really bothered me before, guess I never had time to think about it. But now I have time, I have so much… too much time. And now I have time to wonder, to think and dream- but brains don’t quite work like I wish they would, mine especially. Constantly leaning towards those few subjects that create a feeling, a feeling of realization that it’s not the same. I mean everyone suffers from change, everyone sheds their tears and fondle their memories, but my kind of change is different and my memories just won’t let me grab them. Though I can’t say my brain has that much room to explore, I don’t remember much. I should start off with something about myself: I’m blind. Both blind because my eyes have been selfish jerks since I was born and have refused to allow me to enjoy life’s wondrous sights, and blind because the real world- is a world I’ll never truly understand.
The Unexpected
by Samantha
I could hear them behind me. They were getting closer. I had to make a decision. I looked in front of me. I was at the edge of a cliff. Down below was a lake, and I had no idea how deep it was. It was about a twenty foot drop, so I had a good chance of dying. I looked at my side. Matt stood right beside me. He was always there, but it was still comforting to know that he was with me. His sandy blonde hair and dark grey eyes seemed to always comfort me. I could hear them getting closer now. I had to make a decision. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I brushed one of my blue and blonde curls behind my ear. I grabbed Matt’s hand and jumped.
On My Way to Somewhere
by Savanna
I had 60 years and 2 months left to live. At least, that’s what my clock said this morning when I checked it before heading to the airport. This morning, I was considered one of the lucky ones, one of the people with enough time to fulfill my dreams and goals. Some people would disagree, and wish there was more time, but truly I think everyone would rather live forever if they could.  They want to see it all, do it all, but personally I choose to live in the moment and enjoy the time I have, because there is absolutely nothing I can do to alter fate. 79 years of life should be more than enough time to complete my bucket list; travel to all 7 continents, go skydiving, and write a book, all of these opening new worlds to me or others.
Venus Prime
by Tad
As I fastened by safety straps, an official sounding voice came over the intercom. 
Two Worlds
by Tara
Golden leaves fell on the sidewalk as she stood by the window inside the plain dorm room, suitcase in hand nervously. She wiped her sweaty hand on her white skirt, anxiously awaiting her new roommate for the next few years. She looked through the window, smiling down at each stranger that passed, hoping they would be her new roommate. Bella clutched her superhero comic she had drawn when she was nine in the other hand, she kept it around to feel more normal. Less like a freak. 
Freedom Fighters
by Tori
​Victoria doesn’t know what’s going on in the world of Htrae. All she knows, is who she is and where she is. After running into a Superior, and was almost killed, she meets a friendly boy who goes by the name of D. And the special thing about D is that he has dragon wings. He stayed mysterious while remaining the friendly neighborhood boy he stood to be. After Victoria meets all of D's friends, she finds out the truth about The city of Kroy Wen. The Leader of the world, are having the Half-Ones hunted. The Half-Ones were people who stopped aging. And they were being killed. So Victoria must face her past, and go on a grueling adventure that consists of fighting, stealing, flying, and much more. The more and more Victoria learns about her past, the more and more her power grows. She doesn’t know what it is, but she can feel it. The only problem is: She doesn’t know what to do with it. And when to use it, at the right time.
Not Yet Free
by Trey
It started out like any other day. I woke up with bags under my eyes from watching the game all last night, ate breakfast, turned on the TV. It had been left on the news channel from last night when my dad was watching it. I was about to turn the channel when something on the screen caught my eye. On the screen I saw a heading that read “Alton Sterling killed by police in Baton Rouge, Louisiana.” I was in shock. I started remembering past killings like Eric Garner in 2014, Mike Brown in 2014, and Trayvon Martin in 2012. I thought about how many black people have been shot and killed by police in the past 30 years.