In the Cave
by At first, we thought the black liquid was oil, that we’d struck it rich an that we’d be able to retire and live in leisure. …
Author: GraceKeeper
The Picture on the Wall
My life flashed before my eyes, my mind raced through all of the names of the people I cared about. My mother, my pa, my dear little sister, Ali, and my best friend, Meg. I could of helped them all. But that stupid rug that I always trip on. The one right by the library. But not any library, the enemies library.
My first blog post
Hey guys! I will be starting a blog. And im looking forward to writing short stories for you to enjoy. I want to write a …