GalacticBiRavenclaw - Page 8

I was at the mall. There was a stray dog living in one of the lobbies. I asked my mom if she had any food for it, and she pulled out some cookie dough. I said, "Does this have any chocolate in it?" She assured me it didn't. I fed it to the dog.
But then I spotted a chocolate chip inside it!
My mom said, "Oh, sorry! There must have been some chocolate in it. I forgot!"

~End of this dream.~

Then in REAL life, my mom said it was pajama day for my gymnastics group. I said, "I'll bring my norma... Read Full Chapter

I hand the locket to Isobel. She smiles, pleased.
"I'm very impressed, Infinity," she says. "Would you like to see what is inside it?"
I nod, eagerly.
She carefully opens the locket and holds it out to me.
Inside, there is fine, silver powder. When the smell hits me, I stagger back. It's incredibly strong - it smells of new cloth, fresh strawberries, and roses. "What is that?" I ask.
Isobel closes the locket back up. "Some people can look the s... Read Full Chapter

I gulp. "So.. you're saying that I was alive in the middle ages and I used my superpowers to make a magic key?"
Isobel nods, smiling. "Yes."
"Wow... just- wow..." I murmur. Then I remember the note that I found in the basement. "Wait, I came here because-"
"You found a note, I know," Isobel says. "My good friend Sir William Kittery wrote it. I assume you are wondering what you are supposed to do next?"
I nod.
Isobel smooths her gown. "My task fo... Read Full Chapter

I stand in the corridor, and turn to look at the doorway. I let out a breath when I see that it's still visible. Then I turn back around and head towards the end of the tunnel.
But when I take one step, the end seems to be a lot closer. I take another step, and the end is right in front of me. I step through the opening and look around.
I'm in a spacious, well-lit chamber. A couple feet ahead of me is a large throne, and atop that throne sits a woman.
She has l... Read Full Chapter

I sit on my Aunt Martha's couch, knees drawn to my chest.
Aunt Martha sits next to me.
"Oh, honey," she says, rubbing my back.
She pulls something out of her purse and shows it to me. It's a notebook.
I take it. "Go away. I'm cursed."
Aunt Martha sighs and hugs me. "Sweetheart, I know you're grieving. Losing people is hard, I know. But you're not cursed. Your mom got sick, your friend was sad, and your father was protecting you."
"No. P... Read Full Chapter

I sit in front of the fire, browsing Amazon on my laptop to take my mind off things. Mom snores on the couch. The doctor told us she shouldn't take stairs for a while.
I sigh and close my laptop, instead pulling the blanket around me and squeezing my eyes shut. A few tears leak out. Nobody is safe around me. I'm cursed. I stand up and quietly slip out the back door; I shouldn't even be around my own mother.
I stroll through the backyard, autumn leaves crunching underne... Read Full Chapter

I grab Dad's hand as we walk down the sidewalk. He sighs. "Callista, why are you squeezing my hand?"
"I need to keep you safe," I mutter.
Dad stops walking and turns to me. "Oh, sweetheart. I'm okay. Amber died because she suffered from depression, and Mom is sick because she didn't make good food choices. You don't have to worry about me."
I groan. "But, Dad-"
I'm cut off by screams. Someone is running toward us. "Go! Go! He has a gun!" they're screami... Read Full Chapter