The first day of my junior year was September 6, 1989. I walked into room 404 for my first Creative Writing class. I had no …
Target by Amanda Sportiello
“Do you want to see what you’d look like if you were skinny?” Alex’s eyes were wide and her lips had pealed back into a …
Four Feet Across by Alexis Campbell
“Do you think she can hear us?” There’s some snorting laughter behind me, but my back is to them. Somehow my brain was triggered awake …
R+C by Rose Bythrow
It started out like any other love story: with a fabricated sense of pure happiness. How can anything go wrong with the music of your …
Soundtrack for Saying Goodbye by Kris Dinnison
Weirdly I don’t remember where I got my first Smiths album. I don’t even really know how I discovered them. They certainly weren’t in rotation …
It’s Not Me, It’s You. by Hannah Leigh
The door slams, a picture plummets to the floor, tears leak onto my cheeks. This time I’ve done it. He’s gone. He’s gone and he’s …
The First About a Boy by Izzy Gappmayer
What first got my attention was the way he held himself. He was at ease in his own skin, the way I never was. He …
Presents of Pajamas by L. N. Holmes
Mom hands me a wrapped package and unsuccessfully tries to suppress a smile. String lights on the Christmas tree in the living room flash red, …
Another Vagabond Lost to Love by Charlotte Eriksson
6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days, and I still don’t know which month it was then or what day it is now. Blurred …