"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my...
[WINNER OF BEST HISTORICAL FICTION STORY IN THE FICTION AWARDS] There is a story that has been whispered into ear after ear across many countries. It's a sad but hopeful story, the story of The Lost Princess of Scotland. You should know that the story I am about to tell you is true. The horrific events within said sto...
{"Why are you so afraid to grow up?" "Growing up means living your life and having many more great adventures. Don't you want that in life Peter!" Silence filled the air. "Answer me Peter!" "Growing up means a life with you, but then it means dying and having a life without you Riley!" Peter shouted at her ...