Nat's published ficlets
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crossing over (pt 19)
“I know how you feel. Trust me. I know. Just take those feelings out on these clocks. Don’t let time drive you. Deal with it….
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crossing over (pt 18)
“It’s one of your greatest fears: time.” More ticking came, this time a clock appeared as well. Another popped up. And anothe…
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crossing over (pt 17)
Other friendships began to feel that way too. My tolerance level dropped—I became less willing to put up with various shit an…
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crossing over (pt 16)
It was junior year. I was standing by my friend Lyssa, reading something or other, in US history. Out of nowhere Jacob said t…
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Crossing over (pt 15)
We were in Aidan’s bedroom, drowning in the teal walls. “Dude, c’mon. I don’t wanna mother you. You have to get your summer r…
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Crossing over (pt 14)
I laughed to myself. “Ok. This is the day my back got way tanner than my front. Oh! And to make it so much better,” I chuckle…
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Crossing over (pt 13)
“Because someone’s going in the restroom,” the voice said.
“Oh for crying out loud, they can’t see us.” I caved in to his ge…
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Crossing over (pt 12)
“Where the hell did you go?” I yelled. Before I continued to yell at, as it appeared, myself, I saw the girls standing frozen…
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Crossing over (pt 11)
“Because.” She did not continue but I was obviously not content with the answer. Silence filled the empty restroom until she …
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Crossing over (pt 10)
Without further help from my so called “guide,” I did exactly that. A few rows down the bleacher and to my left, one of the m…
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Crossing over (pt 9)
We were at a basketball game at my high school. The home crowd was halfway decent but only a scattered few sat on the guest s…
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Crossing over (pt 8)
“My nightmare,” I repeated. Was he nuts? “This isn’t already my nightmare? We’re only about to enter it?” I subconsciously wo…
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Crossing over (pt 7)
As charming as all that was, though, it would turn into a big pain in the ass quicker than I will get out of this thing. I co…
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Crossing over (pt 6)
“How do I know that you won’t hurt me?” I was wasting my breath; my body had fallen into his arms immediately with a sense of…
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Crossing over (pt 5)
What I was doing calling to God after ditching him all these years, I had no idea. With the thoughts jumbling in my mind, I f…
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Crossing over (pt 4)
Ignoring the bitter cold, I took off my shoes and ran without a second thought—before my body would decide otherwise. Where w…
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Crossing over (pt 3)
Glancing down, I caught sight of myself. I was no longer in my Kids Gap overalls and Winnie the Pooh shirt. I was dressed to …
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crossing over (pt 2)
The closer I came to the exit, the more crammed I felt inside the tunnel. I was afraid. Afraid I could not get out. It was on…
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Crossing over
“Emma!” my mother’s voice faintly called, with sounds of other children, parents, and dogs in the background. Her voice sound…
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There It Lies
Normally, when presented with a breath-taking setting, one would take advantage of it. But there she stood at the edge of the…
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