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Origin of Invisible Woman and Human Torch
Frost Green was a normal middle-school student. She was the average height, had blue eyes, freckles, and brown hair. She had friends (but not a lot) and enemies. She was normal. That is, until a year ago. Frost was suntanning out on her driveway, with sunglasses on and a hot, blue-fringe bikini. She was laying on her towel and winking at the cute boys that passed by, when she saw someone walking across the street-Tyler Higgins. Shoot. Tyler Higgins harassed Frost all he wanted in the School Year, and now that it was summer, it was his favorite pastime. As long as Frost was outside, she had no ...
In pursuit of calm
A golden beam of light shined its way through my window and lit up my room with an angelic orange glow leaving no spot darkened, despite the blinds attempting to protect my window from this sort of intwww.onedoor.ccerference. I looked outside to see the world illuminated with this same beautiful radiancy. Outside, various birds, insects, and other land-dwelling animals assembled to perform a joyful symphony for all the world to hear. The usual hustle and bustle of the city failed to impede their song as no person dared step outside. After observing this spectacle I pulled my blanket over my head to block ou...
Blood to Blood
Blood to Blood My brother’s last words were “Goodbye, Lily”. That’s what echoed in my ear the second he jumped. I could hardly scream as he plummeted from the five-story building to the ground below. My baby brother. I sprinted to where his broken body lay beside the abandoned warehouse and didn’t hesitate to do what needed to be done. It was a nasty business, the transformation, but I wasn’t going to lose my younger brother when there was another alternative. Even when the alternative was less than ideal. Once it was done, I wiped the blood from my lips and looked at m...
Rescue Mission
"Ugh, gross! My popsicle's melting all over my hand! It's all sticky!" I roll my eyes at my sister. "Well, what did you expect? It's hot out. You're the one who wanted a freakin' popsicle!" "Well, you don't have to be so mean about it!" She's probably right. I probably don't have to be so mean, but I'd much rather be stretched out on my bed in my nice air conditioned bedroom listening to music than here at this stupid carnival with my irritating little sister. Kayla, however, had begged and pleaded nonstop to come. Our dad,who works from home, was only too happy to drop us off with some spendi...