Funny Man_A FOREST OF MYSTERY by Laura Molina Arango_A Glimmer_Icked Off
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Funny Man
The steam from his breath collected into a condensation on the window and it would disappear and reappear every time he inhaled and exhaled. When it would appear, it encircled his face and mask the world outside.His fifth avenue apartment view stretches across Central Park and out to the New York City skyline.He presses his forehead on the glass window. Feeling the cool air that slips through the spiderweb cracked glass, gazing below counting the yellow taxis that drove by.One. Two. Three.But he lost count.One. Two. Three.His apartment, donned in white, was the backdrop for his art collection....
A FOREST OF MYSTERY by Laura Molina Arango
The young kit looked up to see her mother gazing down affectionately at her, but there was something in her eyes that suggested that not everything was well.www.onedoor.cc The tabby kit noticed her father wasn’t in the nursery, as per usual, so she meowed “Where’s Dad, Ma?” Moon Feather’s eyes darkened as she tried to make her tone sound cheerful, “Oh! He is....off somewhere, don’t worry about it Fern Kit.” Fern Kit frowned but said nothing, instead nestling into her mother’s side and falling asleep within moments. “Moon Feather!”, the noise of a cat calling her mother from outside woke Fern Kit up. She got...
A Glimmer
I’ve always wondered where the stars hide. They say they used to fill the night skies like scattered jewels on a silken sable dress. They would twinkle and blink, acting as the night’s gleaming eyes, watching passersby go on their nightly trails. Whether it may be a late-night merchant wandering along or a creeping thief waiting to pounce. My grandma would always say that the stars had their own secrets to keep. She would say, if you were able to catch one then you could hear their secrets. Whispering secrets that no mortal could dare keep. And to be sure that you would not tell, their gliste...
Icked Off
BURRRR-TING! For three long months, every person in the villa shared a combined sensation of excitement and dread whenever that sound echoed out of their mobile phones. This time was different, they knew exactly what it meant for all of them. The end was near. All the islanders heard exactly where the sound came from and were looking up at the outdoor terrace expecting an announcement. Moesha stared at her mobile, afraid to read aloud the words in front of her. Inhaling more air than she needed, she closed her eyes and nervously screamed the immortal line like an overly tanned town cryer in a ...