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Conflict is the driving force of a story. It’s what makes the reader invested in the plot, because they want to know how the conflict...

No one was at the bus stop when Becky got there. She looked at her watch. She was ten minutes early, so she settled down in one of the...

I want to get out of bed but the weight of the sheets pushed me back. Stifling me under its suffocating lure. I forget to breathe as I...

The wind rose once again, swirling around Caden, making him shiver. He tightened his overcoat and rubbed his hands together as he made...

I recently made a very big decision in my life. One that will definitely leave a mark on it one way or another. It was a difficult...

Hemming set up his easel at a hill overlooking the New York skyline. It was one of his favorite spots. The lush green fields with their...

Dear Emily, Happy 18th Birthday! I know you probably didn’t expect this letter, but there was no way I was going to forget my pumpkin’s...

Take me to the trees Where the blossoms bloom eternal And the fields are filled with sunflowers. Take me to the river So that I may...

I sit down with my cup of coffee and a notepad. I open the curtains to let the sun’s rays into my humble abode. It casts an ambient light...

Night fell over Jerusalem. Like a dark blanket, it engulfed the city, embracing it as the city slept. Most of the city, that is. Abdul...