Break From Reality. Daily.
“Hi girls,” Mom opened the door. She stuck her head through the small space into my bedroom. “Hi, Miss Lisa,” my best friend Zoe said. She arrived this morning for our playdate. I tilted my head and shrugged my shoulder. “We are going to have pizza delivery for lunch,” Mom said. “Thank you, Miss Lisa,”…
This story is by Charm Harris and was part of our 2022 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Ghost Man “Run!” Nick yelled over his shoulder. Shana palmed her stomach like a basketball praying her little girl wasn’t bouncing in her stomach as her feet slammed against the dried leaves…
This story is by Charm Harris and was part of our 10th Anniversary Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. “One, two, three,” Madison tapped the white cinder block wall with her fingertips, and she spun on her heels. “Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen,” she continued to count each step until she tapped…
