“That wretched bird stole my ring!”

"If only the apartment hadn’t been in the middle of a shaggy forest."

“I need Wi-Fi to survive!”

"Sam was not a morning person. In fact, mornings were his worst enemy."

The ghost was eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich...Well, sort of.

I still could not fully accept it. She’s gone. 

All personalities are layered and complex, which is why it is important to accept that.

The World’s future wonder slept peacefully, the wonder being a boy no older than 15, Damion Kingston.

We will never surrender this planet: our home, to the creatures we once were. Never.

A girl is shown on stage, brushing her teeth in front of a mirror.

[Author's Note] Please be aware that this is a fictional piece of writing. As of now, the Tasmanian Tiger is extinct.

Regal red, they say. A color often associated with both evil and love.

“How many times do I have to do this, Theodore?” Irene sighed, disappointment etched across her face.

He was there, back against the pillar, waiting as shadows enveloped his figure.

Upon her desk sat a jar of dried peonies and lavender flowers bundled with twine.

Why live just one life if you can live thousands?

The lights flickered… again... I wasn’t sure why.

When asked about my days as a stockbroker, my office cubicle comes to mind. It was precisely in the center of the trading floor.

"Seems like your artwork has taken on a life of its own."

Readers, this story invites you to think whether you would do whatever others ask you blindly and give it an ending of your choice.