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Maya stared at her reflection, the bathroom mirror foggy from her shower. Her normally boring brown hair was now—a violent, electric orange. Like, construction cone orange. Hot Che...
Lily was swimming in her backyard pool on a hot summer afternoon when she noticed something strange. A tiny goldfish with scales like tiny rainbows was swimming beside her. But thi...
Evelyn sat beside Arthur on the bench they'd shared every Sunday afternoon for forty-seven years. The ocean stretched before them, gray and endless, waves rolling in with the same ...
My hair was supposed to be rebellion. Instead, it looked like a traffic cone. The first day of sophomore year with ORANGE hair, I sat in the back of homeroom, hoodie up, praying ...
Margaret sat on her porch swing, the worn straw hat perched on her lap like an old friend. Inside the hat's band, she'd tucked small treasures over sixty-three years: a ticket stub...
Barnaby was a small bear with very big dreams. He lived in a cozy cave at the edge of Sparkle Lake, but there was one problem—Barnaby was afraid of water. Every day, he would watc...
Maya stood at the edge of Jenna's pool, toes curled against the concrete, while everyone else splashed like they'd been born in chlorine. The popular kids. The ones whose lives see...
Lily discovered the hat in her grandmother's dusty attic, tucked inside an old trunk that smelled of cinnamon and secrets. It was purple with a wide, floppy brim, and something abo...
Arthur's fedora sat on the cedar wardrobe, its brim softened by sixty years of faithful service—the same hat he'd worn to propose to Margaret, to comfort his crying children, and n...
Lily loved her bright orange hat more than anything in the world. It wasn't just any hat – her grandmother had knitted it with special yarn that shimmered in the sunlight. One sun...
Lily's cat, Mittens, was no ordinary feline. While most cats chased mice or napped in sunbeams, Mittens loved water. Every summer afternoon, she would pad silently to the edge of t...
Maya tugged at the straps of her bikini, feeling ridiculous. Why had she agreed to come to Tyler's pool party again? Oh right — because her best friend Chloe had basically dragged ...