She opened her mouth. Closed it. Aecor was... it was something she wanted to share, but it was also a little secret of her's. Somthing that existed in her mind, and her mind only. To speak it out loud was to admit something deep and painful about herself. She wanted to tell him everything she's been...

She watch his back as he left. She did something wrong, for sure. But what? When he came back, Amy was tweedling her thumbs, her lips pursed. What was he- oh. Well, alright, "I... I was offering you- ah, well, it's fine. Here, have a jello cup!" "Being alive is nice." Unless you'...

Claude O'Neil Porter - "Oooh that's a tough one! I have so many favorite menu items that it's pretty hard to pick the one that I love more than the rest. If I were forced to choose just one, though, I would choose the beer battered chicken tenders with a side of shoestring fries and ketchup......

Amy yawned, her arms flying high in a full-body stretch. She found it kind of funny that she didn't panic. She should, really. But there were no residual survival instints. After a few seconds, she shrugged. “Well, I’m alive,” she laughed. “But I’m doing fine! Really!” Two pats on the bed, gesturing...

Amy held her hands up. Just in case. The boat in front of her was so much smaller than she thought it would be. "HELLO," she called, voice hoarse. Her next words were a bit choked up, a bit quieter. (Where is the girl she just met?) "Um." She scanned her eyes for anyone she recog...

One pair of footsteps traced its way to the shore.

"Alright," Amy said. "But be quick. And don't forget to come back. Or to where the rescue people are. Erm." She suddenly didn't want the other girl to leave. Please. Stay with her. Bask in each other's warmth. Don't leave me all alone now. Please. I'm tired of people leaving me. ...

She took her, new first step forward.

The two girls stood there for a while. One reached a hand out. "Let's go," she said. There were no words that could encapsulate the churning in her brain. But those two were enough, she hoped. And if they weren't... It won't really matter, anyways. She thought about her parents. Warm cloth...

There was a shambling girl trudging to this little group. She dragged herself. There was something clogging up her sinuses. "Do you see it?" "Do you see the light? The smoke? They said- There's..." She trailed off. Her voice was too hoarse. The tips of her fingers were turning bl...

She followed it.

There was a light in the sky.

She has to move. She has to. She can't stop.

My only real concern about this one is the scarification bit, as I’m not sure how a school might allow them to get away with doing that to themselves. Otherwise, I like the thrill seeker idea a lot. Im thinking either they keep it secret, or successfully argued that it's basically tattooin with ext...

I have three kids that I'm cooking right now. The first is Priya. Any pronouns, including and especially it/its. Seemingly self destructive and extreme (scarification, likes deathmatch wrestling, a bit of an adrenaline junkie) but also placid and well-meaning. Strong disconnection from societal norm...