It’s all been one misunderstanding. A BIG MISTAKE.
Huffing, puffing, and running for my life isn’t something I’m cut out for.
But, I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me take you back to a peaceful time. This is before a giant monster with a triangle tattoo started chasing me. It’s back when life made a little more sense. Continue reading “Mistakes Were Made”
I inched toward my toy chest. My hands were sticky with sweat.
That giant firefly kept staring at me. Smug bastard. I hate bugs. Continue reading “Survival After Graduation, Day Eight”
“Hide!” I said.
My imaginary friend went scampering about. She was too big to fit under my bed, her orange fur kept sticking out. She couldn’t fit out my window, her purple feet were too big.
This definitely wasn’t working.
I could have sworn I heard my mother’s voice in my head.
“Don’t you dare leave Fluff!”
Regretting my choice before I even made it, I sprinted towards my newfound friend. Continue reading “Survival After Graduation, Day Seven”
What’s so bad about being a rubber duck? Well for one, Deb couldn’t float.
She splashed and wiggled in the pool water. It was pointless. She couldn’t get herself to float. Exhausted, she gathered the last of her energy to try to dive back on her island.
She missed. Her pink inflatable chair was just out of reach.
Deb sunk more. Continue reading “A Hidden Talent”
Within the blink of an eye, I stood face to face with a makeshift sign made out of a plank of wood. Continue reading “Survival After Graduation, Day Six”
There were dozens of ghosts roaming Darci’s street. As usual, Darci was peeking out at them from the window in the front room of her house and wishing they weren’t there.
Continue reading “Scary ≠ Bad”
I was about to tackle the cute, fluffy abominable snowman for my abominable burger recipe when my mother’s advice rang out in my ears.
Pixie the bunny had imagined her trip to Jane’s Farm going differently. Very differently. She had thought she would now be at Jane’s stuffing her face with mouth watering carrots. She hadn’t in her wildest dreams thought she would end up clinging for her life on the edge of a yellow brick road. Continue reading “A Carrot Adventure”
“Roar!”
Jenga towers tumbled down. Lego houses collapsed. The dinosaur of the playroom thudded across the orange stripped floor.
“I’m the biggest dinosaur ever!” Continue reading “A Little Adventure”
Branching Creativity 