❝She was a sunflower, and even though she never faced the sun, she was still beautiful.❞ When Finnegan Annson reunites with his anything-but-boring, garden-scented childhood friend Orenda May Castellano on a cold winter day, it's no secret that his uneventful life slowly alters into a marathon of new beginnings. And so begins a story about a girl that saw the world in its utmost colours and gradients, and a boy that could not see what the world really had to offer him. Literally. But when Orenda flings Finn into her world of colours and hands him a paintbrush, and their footsteps turn into dapples of colour, perhaps he can see the beauty. And maybe he can see the wonders that no one else can really see at all. After all, anybody can create a masterpiece. Even if it's just with a sucky paintbrush. © 2015 Jennifer Chen (wonder1238) All Rights Reserved

Poems for Good Measure

Five letters written while Ida distracted Rio from his homework. She never received them as that was never the plan. Rio folded the letters away into five different books, knowing that Ida would never find them. They never spoke, but their story lives on. [cover by decadently]

The stage is set. The ballerina poised. It all comes down to timing. [Noelle's end of the year/New Year oneshot contest] [#222 - Short Story] 20.05.2016- Featured

Entry for "Love Conversation" Contest.

Dear Kyle, It's been a long while and you still haven't written back. My parents say you'll never write back, that you're far away in Heaven. I heard that's where angels go, but the thought still confuses me. What I want to know is where this Heaven is. It makes me sad, Kyle, when you never told me you were leaving. But I'll keep waiting for you. I'll always wait for you. Your best friend, Amy * In which a little girl writes letters to a little boy. Mind you, these letters are in a kid's POV, so the prose isn't going to be as strong as my other stories.

a short story about two hearts colliding into one; breaking in process.

Ramona "Mona" Gray only wanted to catch a big fish. Instead she caught a boy the same height as herself. Adam Fink was trying to catch a girl to take home to his grandpa that only wanted him to fall in love... With anyone, he didn't care as long as Adam was happy like his parents had been when they had met. Ramona didn't want a boy to bring home to her mom. Her sister already had a man lined up for the both of them, and neither of those boys was Adam. No, they were "respectful" gentlemen. Which to Ramona meant they were snobbish and most likely sexist in their own subtle ways. They wouldn't care for her boy short hair or that she loved her beanie dearly and would never part with it. Still, with matching plaid button ups that were both bought from the same side of the store it was clear that these two would get along... Well mostly, Adam wasn't too keen when she pushed him off the dock. And Ramona wasn't too happy to jump in after him to save him when he could have easily stood up in the water. After she took to calling him princess while he continued to access that she needed to grow out some stubble since she was already working the "man of the wilderness" look. Their adventures of their senior year will be tricky, probably a bit roundabout, and maybe just a teeny bit romantic. Still its like Ramona always says, "high school is just some pond to practice life in, once its over you go down the river of college and then you're at the ocean of opportunity and depending on what kind of fish you are it could be scary and vast or it can be too small and lonely." Former cover made by -ichor

Mike disappeared on a clear day. I remember that, at least, though not much else. I was five years old. "Try," the policemen said to me. "Try harder. Remember."