The coffee grinds wafted by her nose before she even opened the door. Kaley’s eyes scanned the room, looking for a place to sit. Every table was occupied. She flipped through the calendar in her head, realized it was likely the week before finals, and remembered those days just a few years before when she’d…
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The Dark Place I Sometimes Visit: Real or Make Believe? A Short Story
Sometimes I go to this dark place where ghosts roam free and fears cackle in the wind. A place in my mind that takes an ongoing battle to repress, but often, it refuses to be silenced, pushing itself to the surface like a blowup clown toy, its face deceptively happy, but truly disturbed. I wonder…
Flower Five: Hemlock–You Will Be My Death
Emma I ate my dinner quietly, trying to avoid eye contact with Grandmother and the four thieves. All hope of getting them fired was lost. I’d talked to Grandmother, and she’d confirmed their story. She had been the one to instruct Marcus to give the Lockhart Mimic to that mean boy. It turned…
Flower Two: White Clover–Promise
Marcus My head hurt like hell as I slowly came to. There were literally a million birds swirling over my head. Who knew that cartoons had some truth to them? I sure felt like I’d been hit by an anvil or fallen off a cliff head first. I slowly sat up and noticed I…
Flower One: White Rose–Youthfulness
In Victorian times, flowers were used to communicate coded messages, allowing people to express feelings that could not be spoken out loud. Roses are the flower of love, of course, but white signifies purity and innocence. An innocence that is associated with youth. The first chapter of The Girl Who Spoke Flower introduces my characters…
Untold Tales by a Whimsical Wallflower 