Bernadette slowly climbs down the pine tree, resting her legs, all eight of them, on the mossy forest floor. Finally. She sighs, breathing in the fresh morning air. Despite being exhausted, she can’t help but smile. It’s good to be home. She traveled all night, swinging her aching legs and…

One more dollar, that’s just all I need. The change rattles in my pockets as I walk along the street, the clings and clangs follow me with each step like I’m a prisoner with thick iron shackles around my ankles. …

My Nana is a witch. I know how crazy that sounds, no one at school believes me, and I’ve been trying to convince everyone for years. I don’t mind that she’s a witch though, even if everyone thinks I’m crazy. I’m not supposed to mention magic outside the attic but…

“I’ve got a secret.” Freda grins, craning her neck and pointing towards the corner of the crowded hallway. Whenever Freda smiles all of her whiskers stick out of her muzzle like she was just electrocuted. Sam loves this the most about her. Before Sam can even reply, Freda is gone…

I can’t believe I’m doing this. I’ve been pacing the front of the store for at least 30 minutes. No one’s said anything or escorted me away yet, but I know everyone around me thinks I’m crazy. They’ve got to. Hell, I think I’m mental for doing this. I’ve lost…

Why did I ever think unicorns were cool? Audrey stares at the blue walls of her bedroom, eyeing the sparkly unicorn designs that line the top. The unicorns are pink with bright smiles on their faces and they’re running along purple fluffy clouds. Some are the same size, while others…

I’ve always wanted to be a big fish, like a salmon, snapper, or heck, even like one of those pompous swordfish; with their ridiculously long flat jaws, perfect pectoral fins, and gorgeous bodies. I’ll be honest, I’m not very cute. I’m only an inch or so long and you can…

Any second now. I lay in bed, waiting. Soft yellow light seeps in through my windows; I forgot to shut the blinds the night before and now I’m paying the price. I’m always so tired, so drained; for once I’d like to get a good night’s sleep, to wake up…

I used to care about what my family thought of me, but I don’t so much anymore. I’m happy, probably happier than all of them, and that’s that. Sometimes when I’m stuck in traffic and I’m tired of trying to figure out how long it’s been since the car ahead…