In which a disabled ten-year-old just wants to watch the Grinch Who Stole Christmas. [@hepburnettes frost competition entry]

They say a picture is worth a thousand words, when all I really want is five.

The Teen Years - filled with those long, dwindling days till adulthood. Too much pressure, a lot of insecurity, and quite a bit of soul-searching. Thinking there's not an accurate enough representation of teenagedom in fiction, it's only fit that Jenna Lachs writes about such when given the task to create a short story for her Beginners English Class. Filled with memoirs about herself, her hippie foster-parents Hannah and Clide, and her pitiful first attempt at a New Start, Jenna's holding nothing back.

"As far as I can tell, there are two basic (kissing) rules: 1. Don't bite anything without permission. 2. The human tongue is like wasabi: it's very powerful, and should be used sparingly." In which Anna writes about a lot of people kissing.

"I wonder if it's possible to lose myself if I never knew really knew who I was to start with." [a short story dealing with bipolar]

A body positivity movement, in which Belle Moore emphasises the beauty of our birthday suits.

THE STORY OF LUKAS LANCASTER, AND HOW HE BECAME -- or, how a phoenix needs a spectacular flame to be reborn again. [ #204 spiritual 12.19.15 ]

about a girl who loved everyone and forgot herself along the way. # some high rank in s h o r t s t o r y

I fell in love with a physicist, and then we lost ourselves. Maybe there are places we can all be happy. We just need to find those places. Or maybe they don't exist.

How is Drew Walter supposed to take care of three kids who are in his custody till they turn eighteen when he hates children? The answer has only one word, five letters. Grace.