a serial story written by the Creative Writing Club. Lia yanked at her handcuffs again. She was ending up handcuffed...
Lia yanked at her handcuff, distressed. Was it really her father in the hat? Did the captain really kill him?...
a serial story written by the Creative Writing Club. The hat’s smile was extended downwards onto the face of the...
a serial story written by the Creative Writing Club. Where am I? How did I get here? Who am...
“Did you have a good day at school, honey?” I swirled my spoon around in the bowl. It was homemade...
a serial story written by the Creative Writing Club. This was his ship, his hard work. He would be senile...
“Please,” thought Bruce Elwood, concentrating harder than he ever had in his life. Through the hat’s goggles, he could only...
a serial story written by the Creative Writing Club. Blemy raised his head and looked around, dazed from the...
a serial story written by the Creative Writing Club. Finally. Finally, she could do it. Finally, she could bring back...
The sun never shines so brightly on Winter Lane. When it isn’t raining, dark grey clouds still gather overhead, hinting...