Paying It Forward
Dear Alana, I understand that you’re looking for me. Admittedly, I’m surprised. I thought you would have this information. Before I offer an explanation, allow me to extend my congratulations. I hope you had a wonderful graduation from secondary school and that you meet your goals at university. I’ll continue to support you as I…
A Deal With Lucifer’s Right Hand
Cylus sits on the floor. Takes a deep breath. This is the wrong time for the ritual, but does that matter? Does a demon truly care about the age as long as they’re adults and a deal is done, though? He has spent two months looking into how to summon a demon. The information wasn’t…
A Special Friend
Content warnings: toxic family dynamics and ableism Dear Maria, A friend told me that, if I put my thoughts out into the universe, what I want will come true. “I’ve been doing it for a while,” she said. “It’s been working.” Two things to note. One, I don’t believe in this. I don’t care what…
Reluctant Advocate
I’m an advocate, though I don’t want to be one. Do I have a choice?
The Humiliating Email
Dear student, A staff member reported that they helped you navigate around campus. Please make an appointment so we can discuss how we can help you. Sincerely, Allen DeLaila rereads the email. Again? After being at Illusrian Academy for four years without any of these incidents, she thought she got lucky this time. In her…
A Disappointing Adaptation
Fiction can do what history can’t. History refers to real events in our past with dates and people we never met and will never meet. Fiction refers to a piece of art that tells a story. While history may tell a story, it’s never as compelling. It’s not an emotional recounting as fiction would give.…
Are You Here For Me
Are you here for me or for something you want to see from us today?
Conflicting Friends
You were once a friend, but too many demands signaled our end. Your constant necesity for perfection led me into a world of deception. When I crossed a line you didn’t like, judgments flew like battle cries. I wanted to make you a distant memory, but realized without you it’s hard to breathe. I kept…
Only Worth Five Points
I stared at the assignment, unsure what to do. I had not done the first part, but there were already problems. I could only comment on one person’s reply. You wanted me to let the teacher know. I considered it, but saw it was only five points, so I ignored you. I did the first…
The Shadow
When you speak to me, you disappear like ocean waves. You only return when your friend translates your words. “You never understand me!” You slap my fingers with a rigid ruler, but it’s less painful than before. Before, you were more present. You were like homemade lemonade or orange juice, more sweet than sour. Now…
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