Thursday, December 3, 2020
~ Sunrise ~ The sun glowed brightly over the lacy woods, smiling radiantly with the joy of a new day, as Mason and the three Bookers crashed through the underbrush. Breathing in the fragile morning air, Mason knew everything was different. It was as if he had died and […]
17-year-old New Hampshire raised Emmeline is a three-year TPS veteran (or newbie, depending on who’s looking at it), and is known around clay as the 2019-2020 Serial Story Columnist. An avid storyteller and people-person, she is that kid in class who will greet you by name, ask how you’re doing […]
~ Letter ~ Maia threw herself face first on her bed. What a day. Would it ever end? Would spring vacation ever arrive? With a groan, she opened her eyes. Her enormous chemistry textbook glared back at her. She groaned again. At least it was finally April. Only a […]
~ Still ~ Mason’s eyes stung. His eyelids felt heavy. He blinked. The eastern sky blushed above the treetops. His arms ached where the crutches bit into them. His shoulder throbbed. His leg was stiff and sore. Heart burning with sorrow and fear, he pleaded into the chilly air, […]
~ Broken ~ Fog. Black fog. Grey fog. White fog. Mason blinked. Bright light… then more pale fog. He groaned. His throat hurt. His arms and legs felt sore and tight. He opened his eyes again. Where was he? The room was white, with white and greenish linoleum on […]