Monsters under my bed!

“Juliana”, my mother yells. “We are going whether you like it or not. I’ve told you a million times, monsters do not live under beds!!” I’ve been told many times that monsters don’t exist. People have tried to prove it to me by forcing me to look under my bed. However, I am smarter than…

Death in a Hotel

Detective Wayne Clive Duncan entered the dark, gloomy hotel room. He bent over the dead woman and touched her face. The woman’s waxy, purple skin, and blue lips, suggested that she had been dead for about an hour. A Gucci purse lying next to her body had her wallet in it, which identified her as…

A Bossy Perspective – an anecdotal short story

My name is Amelia, but everyone calls me Mia. I am 10 years old. This is the story of how I became a billionaire. This is also going to be my write-up for  the English creative writing assignment that my teacher, Ms. Williams, gave our class. That wonderful morning, my twin Leanne (or Lea) and…