Kayla closed the last box, folding it up and taping it down in place.. She sighed, looking in at the nearly empty house, then up at the van, looking turning into deeply staring, it was only then she broke down entirely, she tried to fight it but small, tiny crystal beads creeped out her eyes, one after another. Soon, it transformed into a flowing stream of sorrow that ran down her face and dropped from her cheeks into her shirt. *If anyone is reading this and wondering, the words in bold&brackets are her thoughts and the italics are words that mean something to her and are descriptive in her perspective, I do try hard to correct my mistakes and make it sound more formal than usual, use words less and try others, but at my age I haven't exactly got a full 6000 page dictionary by my side to help me, but I will try my best guys*

Dirty water splashed up onto my jeans when I crossed the flooded street. I heard squealing tires behind me, coming from the alleyway I had just passed. "I'll get you bitch," he laughed. He knew this game very well; cat and mouse is his specialty. I sprinted faster, tears seeping from my eyes, mixing with the rain water. Fear dripped into my blood. Is this really how I was going to die?

In the year 2085 things have change the usual things like technology,buildings,environment,government but there has been one major change dinosaurs they appeared out of know where and now the greatest sport is one thing dinosaur hunting and this story is about one young dinosaur hunter named troy

Briauna is paranoid. You don't notice when your with her or when you talk to her. But as soon as she's alone, bad things happen. Her parents don't care about her. The only person who she is comfortable with is her best friend Jace. Will her paranoia get so bad, she will be willing to take her own life?