“We’re are we going?” Asked Stacy

“ somewhere!” Bella giggled

“ Ugg, you always say that!” Said Stacy in a serious tone.

Deep in Bella’s brain she new that this was Stacy’s last week alive…...

Everyone knows her name but not her story - her forever unwritten story. She’s just Nancy. Nancy the swing girl and nothing more. Nancy the lost girl and nothing more. Nancy the dead girl and nothing more. She’s just Nancy.

I was staring in anticipation at the toaster whilst my Mum frantically ordered people around exclaiming that we were going to be late even though we never were and Nancy stood...

“Where are we going?” Allie giggled.

“Just on a walk.”

“Max, it’s freezing!”

“Pfft. Throw on a jacket. Just because it’s below sixty degrees does not qualify as freezing Miss Texas.”

She rolled her eyes. “Whatever Mister South Dakota. Normal people don’t consider forty five degrees as warm either.”

Max threw the car in park.

“You’re lucky I brought a vest.”

“I’ll be sure to thank my lucky stars, n...

"Push me higher!" Mia shouted, her pigtails flying as she clutched the swing's chains.

Her brother, Aaron, planted his sneakers into the woodchips and gave her a shove. The swing squealed, tilted forward, then whooshed back.

"If you go any higher, you'll touch the clouds!"

"But, I want to touch the clouds!"

Nearby, two other kids argued over a red plastic shovel in the sandbox.

"You had i...

I step foot into the wooded area, memories of hot metal slides, chanting songs and emptying gallons of sand from a tiny shoe. Today it’s just me, here to meet an old friend a friend who chose a different path. The reminiscent joy fades a bit and I sit on a swing sad there is no one in my life to give me a push. I wait longer than I think I should, some things never change. Then two beautiful sandy...

I watch Ruaan and Asna run into the park. Kamila, who is also my niece, is by my side.

Kamila found out(through stalking, but don’t tell her I called it that) that her crush, Eli, takes his little brother to the park on Saturdays. So, of course, she begged her aunties and uncles to take their kids to the park on Saturdays but, of course, they wouldn’t trust a fifteen year old to take care of a b...

It was an ordinary afternoon at the neighborhood playground, there I met Ashley she was the most endearing and enthusiastic person I’ve ever met

“Hi I’m Ashley, do you want to play restaurant with me?” Her smile felt warm and friendly “Sure..” we played together for so long..playing with rocks, mud, and sticks. We made mud pies together decorating them with pebbles and glitter that she had in her...

In the playground when i was young,

lots of gentle songs were sung,

Prince and princess,

kings and queens,

all who wondered who they could be,

doctors, scientists,

or a vet,

Fluttering visions inside their budding heads,

Gathering with friends,

to share their all mighty dreams,

Tho there were outcasts,

those who shouldn’t be known,

those who dreamed not normal,

aliens and ghosts,

th...

Going to school had been my most memorable dream

It looked like it was an idyllic paradise as it would seem

When I was four, I was stuck at home, bored and lonely

Oceans of kids go to school, at least one would be friendly

It was finally the day to go to school!

A place with where I can explore, not a single rule

I was jumping up and down, in joy like a bee

It was finally time I explored school, ...

As a 7 year old, I was always looking for trouble or as my mom would say. I wanted to be out and about all the time and I had no fear. I’d climb trees, hold bugs, talk to strangers, and share my thoughts.

But as I got older, life became scarier or I just became more timid. Peoples opinions of me mattered all of a sudden. I rarely shared my thoughts with people, maybe only one person. And trying ...