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  • THE UNIVERSE

    by AUSTIN

    What would happen if their weren’t any natural disasters? nothing. Exactly nothing. And you now why? The big bang theory. And many other theories. Start with the theory that the EArth was all magma at one time. It was said plates shifting changed that. That’s a natural disaster and without that we would not exist at all. But what about the meteor hitting Earth to create the moon? That wouldn’t had happened meaning dinosaurs might still be alive. We wouldn’t exist. How about how the universe was made? The big bang theory right? Well without that there would be nothing except one star, one lonely star.

    By itself.

    In the universe.

  • THE SECOND SILENT HILL

    by KYLA 

    The darkness, the siren, the blood
    crackling down like rawhail, distancing the fire of each victim’s cry.
    The peeling of pain and the production of suffocating dust.
    Luxurious, yet frightening.
    The echoing of former conversations, the memory of past bench trials,
    the raging image of accusations
    swirling around.
    The scythe,
    the shadow,
    the victims,
    the blood.
    Ghostly figures dance along the very memory of living, the flashback of each slaughter.
    The disappearance of each….then, the thick silence of lost time.

     

  • WITNESS ISLAND

    by KYLA

    It is more than just an island. It is like Harry Potter’s cloak as it disappears behind the cloudy fog. It is a hunting place, surrounded by futile cries. Every time someone is invited, they never return. The authorities have investigated it many times. SOme of them disappeared as well. The officers return with blood stained uniforms. Each officer sits in jail for a conviction of murder. The rain melts any evidence and the old manor remains. A dark shadow clouds it constantly, craving the taste of the red, cursed soup that spills before the ground.

    There are no caves, only the manor. There isn’t a trap nor hiding place, only a shadow. Nothing but thin air, yet death is clawing at the foggy curtains that surround the island. Yet, not a scream nor tear pierces the atmosphere.

  • MY FRIEND

    by DIAMOND

    My friend Ally has been missing for a whole year now. They finally found her body today. Me and the girls were so devastated. Now, it’s only us four left. Aria, Emily, Hannah, and me. We all went to the funeral together. It was so quiet and sad. When it was over and we were standing around her grave, we all got a message at the same time. It was from someone that many of us don’t know yet.

  • A CONVERSATION IN THE BARNYARD

    by ARIEANNA

    Pig: I wake up in the morning and try to pick myself off the ground. SO what I do is wiggle myself up. Man, let me tell you, cow, if you lived like me you would love it, brah.

    Cow: Are you sure about that?

    Pig: Yeah, man…look, homie, the farmer brings me food every day, and not that nasty stuff, that good stuff. Man, cow, you be eatin’ that grass and I be eatin’ corn, green beans, meat…like a stew, home skillet.

    Cow: Oh, really?

    Pig: Yeah, bro, it’s like a strew, bro.

    Cow: Tell me more.

    Pig: So, bro, you know how I’m fat I get to just lay back while you’re standing? Broooo, the best thing is the mud, bro. You gotta try the mud…

    Cow: So you have a pretty easy life.

    Pig: Yeah, I do, don’t I?

    Cow: Yeah, until Christmas…

    Pig: What you tryin’ to say, bro? I’m just ham to you? I’m just bacon?

    Cow: Yeah, pretty much.

    Pig: Okay, you just a piece of hamburger. That’s all you’ll ever be, homie.

    Cow: Man, I really don’t care.

    Pig: Okay, bro, you pushin’ my buttons. So you wanna go? Huh? We can go!

    Cow: Oh boy!

    Pig: Yeah, you know you lucky this gate holdin’ me back. You lucky. Cuz I would oink you right now.

    Cow: Ight. I don’t got time for this. Bye, pig…

    Pig: Yeah, walk away! You’ll be back! They always come back! OINK OINK!

    *TWO HOURS LATER, AFTER PIG’S MUD BATH*

    Pig: You wanna bump, now?

    Cow: Naw, bro. I’m cool. I’m sorry.

    Pig: Ight. I guess I am, too. It’s cool.

    Cow: It’s good. I’m good bro.

    Pig: So, wanna hang later?

    Cow: Ight.