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Maya's old cable-knit beanie was basically part of her skull at this point. Freshman year at Northwood High had turned into a three-month experiment in how little sleep a human cou...
I walked into third period looking like a literal zombie. Thanks to my mom's friend who's "learning to cut hair" and offered me a free trim, I now had bangs that started at my hair...
The spinach was stuck in my braces. I'd been chewing on it nervously for twenty minutes while Maya's golden retriever, Buster, kept nudging my leg with his wet nose like he knew so...
Margaret stood at the kitchen sink, watching the water stream from the faucet—a gentle, endless flow that reminded her of how quickly sixty years could dissolve into memory. On the...
The carnival lights blurred against my sweat-sticky palms. I'd been standing next to Maya for twenty minutes and hadn't said a single cool thing. Not one. "Nice goldfish," I final...
Barnaby was no ordinary bear. He was only three inches tall, with fur the color of sunshine and a curious nose that twitched at every new smell. Barnaby lived inside a magical coco...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, chlorine stinging his nose. Three days until the swim team tryouts that would make or break his entire freshman year reputation. The problem? ...
Margaret sat in her armchair, watching the rain trace silver paths down the windowpane. At eighty-two, she had learned that storms were best met with patience and a warm cup of tea...
Lily loved exploring her grandmother's attic. It was full of mysterious treasures: dusty books, old photographs, and strange gadgets from long ago. One rainy Saturday, she discover...
Maya's hand shook as she held up the tiny white pill in the cafeteria. 'It's basically a vitamin,' she whispered, trying to sound more confident than she felt. Jake, the senior sh...
The old sphinx of Sector 7 had been reduced to this: a glitch-riddled hologram flickering in the lobby of the tech conglomerate that had bought its creators. Elena adjusted her hea...
Lily loved visiting her grandmother's house. In the backyard, there was an old swimming pool that Grandma called her magical pool. 'It shows you your dreams,' Grandma would say wit...