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Save Me: Book One of the Gatekeepers, Chapter One

One concert, 5 Men, Nothing will ever be the same.

1 "Lucy! They're coming to town, it's the last stop on their tour! We have to go, we just have to!" Mia exclaimed, excitedly showing me her computer screen. "Tickets are seventy five bucks, Mia. Can we afford that?" I asked, squinting at the tiny text. "S...

Save Me: Book One of The Gatekeepers, Preface

Enter the world of The Gatekeepers: their star is on the rise, so hop on board for the ride.

Preface Lucy "Ms. Combs, I realize the school year is coming to an end, but that does not give you an excuse to not pay attention," Mr. Peters said, snapping me out of my daze and bringing me back down to earth. "Sorry," I replied quietly, wishing I could...

Dreams and Whims

There is a very fine line between a whim and a dream...I call it 19.

Has anyone ever told you to "follow your heart", "dream big", or, my favorite, "reach for the stars"? Well, I'm not. I am merely here to tell you that there is a fine line between a dream and a whim. A dream is a five-year-old sitting on her swing set tel...

High School Hijinks

The prankster strikes again. This time he is in High School.

We all remember high school. It was filled with fond memories of friends, first loves, teachers, bullies, jocks, cheerleaders, snobs, nerds, geeks, socialites and the rest of the students. There was one group who stood out from all the rest. This group or...

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EXTRACT FROM DIARY OF INDIGO Sept. 31st I have always wanted to be a writer. Always. Maybe even since the day I was born, at least since I was three. I love writing, pulling my new pen across the paper, a smell of promise in the air. Ideas come to me rapi...

Hybrid Theory part 3

Out of the skillet and into the fire

Waking up I knew I was not ready to face the day ahead of me. Especially after that impromptu pack meeting last night. I got up and loped to the door, nudging it open with my nose. Taking a quick look around the hallway I tried to sneak to the kitchen, tr...