The sting of the blow had all but subsided as I launched myself from the ground. Twisting my torso, I flicked my leg in an arc as Luke flipped away. So, before I go on, let’s have a recap. How did I end up in another crazy scenario? Well, it all began last Tuesday...The sun glimmered up high as the boat descended upon an island surrounded by white sands and azure waters. I jerked awake as the whirring of the boat's motor...

There lived a farmer, a hard working fellow by the name of Alden. He grew beans for the empire, giving his all, working and toiling all day, with few breaks and little rest. The county he lived in was ruled by a kind duchess, who spent plenty for the welfare of the people, building wells, houses and much more, but the folk who lived there grew to be bandits, thieves and scum. Even with such good living circumstances, why...

Trapped.  Trapped, the only way to explain it. Why does this keep happening? “Justin! Oh Justin! Darling?” Oh crap. I treaded softly and stealthily, lest the shedevil glimpses me. Twisting my body deftly, I slither my way through the centre of the window. Then, as luck would have it, just as I hung precariously on the edge of the window, She so happened to step into my room. What to do? What to do? Groaning, I reluctantly...

I groaned as I felt Jase’s wake up call in the form of a slap. “Argh, what did I miss?”“Oh nothing much, Connor, teacher’s just calling,” said Jase with a yawn. It was a boring lecture about the !Kung Bushmen and I was sorely tempted to toss my shoe at the teacher and start jeering. Yup that’s me, Mr Mature. “Mr Dalton, I hope I haven’t bored you to sleep with this wonderful discussion about the fearsome !Kung bushmen. Cr...

Darkness, what a creepy mystery. It comes and goes so easily. Spun from lack, it does come back, 'less light remains, it's one true bane. For eradication is swift, and a flicker or a blink, can make it leave, go, disappear, flee. But long ago, 'fore you and I, when there neither was a cry nor a sigh, darkness reigned at night, even with the moon way up high. Fire was naught, no light trickled, every nook and cranny hid a...

There once lived a small farm boy named Gary. He lived together with five brothers and sisters, he was the middle sibling. One day, he walked into the pasture, when he met a elderly man, his hair gray with age, in his left hand, an old crooked walking stick. "Gary, be forewarned that one day you will change the world. You alone shall crush those that you hold dear. Never forget that," he said, and with those words, he pas...

Choices We Make Why do some choices have such epic consequences?We all make choices. Everybody does. Should we eat now? Should we sleep now? Choices are a mandatory part of life, but it is never easy to know what it might cause...24 years ago "Nick! Come on wake up! We better go 'fore we're late for the movie." " Sure give me a minute!" I tossed and turned in bed, closing my eyes for barely a second. After all, what is th...