I feel bad for mourning her loss, guilty almost

There’s no reason to be, I have just as much right to be sad as anyone else

But when I think of her husband and her 4 year old daughter, who lost more than I ever have, I can’t help but feel like I don’t deserve to mourn, that I should be comforting them and holding up a strong exterior.

My older cousin shares posts on her Instagram that reminds her ...

An elegant array of colours paint the skies

I look up and think of life

To one day dance among the clouds

That hang up tall, over me now

I think of how swell it will be

To rid all that burdens me

And while one day I will happily dance upon the sunset sky

I still love this mortal life of mine...

(TW: triggering topics)

People don’t understand how hard it is, to be burdened with such a responsibility as me. The bosses say it’s a noble job, stopping overpopulation, but to see the life drain out of a family’s eyes as they hear the pounding words, “I’m sorry for your loss.” To split two people in love, to take the life of a child. It’s like the cruel edge of a sword piercing my heart over and...

A few years ago, in a land not too far away, there was a school. One that sat upon acres of fields and forests, with a large building in the middle, and many smaller ones circled around it.

The large building was where the teenagers would learn, it was the main schoolhouse. The smaller buildings were the gym, cafeteria, and smaller schoolhouses, and dormitories. The dormitories housed the youth th...

Elzie: troublemaker, smart, adventurous

Oliver: smart, level-headed, kind

Jason: smart, brave, chill

Kaliyah: calm, talkative, outgoing

Maria: shy, kind, peaceful

Aileen: outgoing, down-to-earth, wise

Quinn: pessimistic, quiet, chill...

“Wow,” I say, staring at the marvellous masterpiece in front of me. “What an abstract, beautiful, colourful, dashing, enchanting, fair, great, happy, intriguing, jolly, keen, luxurious, magnificent, nice, overwhelmingly perfect, quality, really stupendous, tremendous, under-appreciated, very well made, xenas, youthful, zebra.”...

“Welcome home take a seat, Would you like anything to eat?”

“I’ll take a piece of toast bread, Is there an issue? You look quite red.”

“Nothing dear, it’s just, you know, when we die, where do we go?”

“I don’t know, why, did someone die?”

“No, my dear. But you might.”...

I turn away from the red brick house I grew up in, clutching my suitcase in hand.

My parents watch me walk off from the porch.

Sure, I love them both, I love my childhood home, and I’ll miss it all, but that’s not what I’m going to hate leaving the most.

Rocky stood on the porch beside my parents, wagging his tail obliviously as he watches me walk off. He probably thinks I’m going to the store.

I ...

Karie Linden was a huge fan music, so much of a fan that she had posters of her favourite band, The Cloudy Day, all over her room.

The lead singer, Jaxon Grey, had been her celebrity crush for ages.

She always dreamed of the perfect meet-cute where she would be at a concert, and he would pick her, and only her, to come up on stage with him.

She knew this would never happen though, her dream was a ...

Drew and Taylor never needed words to communicate what they felt, which was good because they didn’t speak the same language.

This story follows the romance of Drew Lindsay, a twenty-two year old archaeology student from England, and Taylor Laurenne, a twenty-one year old artist from France.

Drew never spoke a word of French, but still went on a two week vacation in France, and met Taylor. Drew w...