High School Sorcery – Part 13
I hadn’t breeched the threshold when I felt an unfamiliar field settle over me. It hit with the force of a dump truck, wrapping itself around me and squeezing my…
Short stories, serial scripts, excerpts, or general tales lurk within. Some of these were written with purpose. Some are ideas for future books. Regardless of their intent, this is where you;ll find them.
I hadn’t breeched the threshold when I felt an unfamiliar field settle over me. It hit with the force of a dump truck, wrapping itself around me and squeezing my…
Reaching the supply room, I was surprised there as many people as there were. I don’t know why, but I’d assumed a common place to skip class would have been…
I hit the door running. For the briefest moment I was alone in the vastly empty hall, staring down eternity. My query was nowhere to be seen. Rays of artificial…
A monotone voice carried throughout the room, boring each student unfortunate enough to be within earshot. I struggled to stay awake, catching myself nodding off for the hundredth time. I…
The snap of pencil lead brought me out of a daze. I stared at the broken graphite, specks of gray marring my homework. It was nothing special. We’d been requested…
A layer of sweat clung to my body in places I didn’t care to think about. My gym shorts were riding up, and my shirt was sticking to me. My…
A heavy sigh escaped my lips. I glanced at the wire framed analogue clock mounted to the wall over the far window. The hands said nine-thirty but I felt like…
A heavy sigh escaped my lips. I glanced at the wire framed analogue clock mounted to the wall over the far window. The hands said nine-thirty but I felt like…
An annoying buzz clawed its way into my mind, demanding attention. I traveled through the black behind my eyelids, trapped somewhere between sluggish and lightspeed. It was like that felling…
I felt the hours drift by, each tick of the clock evaporated with a small piece of my sanity. But finally, five o’clock was here. That meant mom was going…
I woke up to the sound of footsteps in the other room. Peeking through my heavy lids, I saw mom. She was dressed and looked as if she had places…
I waited patiently for mom to unlock the door. It looked old, heavy, and wooden. There wasn’t even a peep hole, not that it mattered. I wasn’t tall enough to…
Hot air rushed through the open window, adding to my misery. It had been a humid summer and it wasn’t getting any better. I glanced past the row of trees…