There was a hush that spread across the restaurant as soon as she walked in. She walked straight to the bar, not paying attention to the stares of the people that followed her as if their eyes were glued to her. She ordered a water and sipped it slowly, hoping to ignore the whispers of…

London 1856 Violetta Carter crept across the floor, putting her laced gloves on carefully and slowly. Her porcelain face glowed in the moonlight. She had been a thief for so long, first stealing food as a poor orphan, later because it made her money so she wouldn’t have to eat out of the trash. The…

the hunk of metal wheezed into the station. it could barely be considered as a prize, but it was, in a twisted way. the metal prize was filled with sardines, and the treat for winning was being packed in along with it. the smell was overwhelmingly awful—warm body odor crawls all over your skin as…

http://www.philome.la/thewritersquil/a-quest-for-a-prince/play This is an interactive story about knights and dragons. (The title is incredibly misleading.)

  The Prisoners The dark tower looms over the city Tall Intimidating Scary Over the city of my mind The prisoners, my thoughts that I lock away So I force myself to smile Which makes me forget for a while That I hold the prisoners inside.   Some Speak in gibberish Some speak clearly They…

  Why, when the clock strikes twelve, do I not wake? ’Tis the beginning of a brand new day, Yet I do not shiver, nor do I shake, For I’m asleep and my mind is away.   Life is hard for a tired young person, At night, simple things often make us cry. Our dreams…