“I don’t know what you want!!” Sheila screamed at the two officers that stood on the other side of the metal table in the interrogation room. She chose that outburst to propel herself from her chair and to scatter the … Continue reading
This piece of fiction is a writing exercise from the Writer’s Book of Days. This is Clay Park. It’s quiet at this hour, a few minutes before the great, old clock in the town center marks the arrival of midnight. … Continue reading
The monkey, frozen forever in his thoughtful position on the corner of the Sherwood Building spoke, “Didja see that, Ernie? They’re taking photos of us again.” Ernie had seen. The tiny bit of flash had sparkled in his one eye … Continue reading
“The lights have gone out,” Thelene whispered as she peeked through the drapes and out the window. Her hands curled tightly around the heavy, velvet cloth and she closed her eyes. Thelene’s room looked down upon the valley. Four days … Continue reading
Warning: This is a fanfiction piece, a scene really. This happens just after Snape called Lily a Mudblood and the events that occurred afterwards as I wish they had been. Hermione is a year past the Final Battle in her … Continue reading