“It’s one of your greatest fears: time.” More ticking came, this time a clock appeared as well. Another popped up. And anothe…
A sequel to 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…
A sequel to crossing over (pt 18)
Other friendships began to feel that way too. My tolerance level dropped—I became less willing to put up with various shit an…
A sequel to crossing over (pt 17)
“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….
A prequel to crossing over (pt 19)
It was junior year. I was standing by my friend Lyssa, reading something or other, in US history. Out of nowhere Jacob said t…
A sequel to crossing over (pt 16)
“It’s one of your greatest fears: time.” More ticking came, this time a clock appeared as well. Another popped up. And anothe…
A prequel to crossing over (pt 18)
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…
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 15)
Other friendships began to feel that way too. My tolerance level dropped—I became less willing to put up with various shit an…
A prequel to crossing over (pt 17)
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…
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 14)
It was junior year. I was standing by my friend Lyssa, reading something or other, in US history. Out of nowhere Jacob said t…
A prequel to crossing over (pt 16)
“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…
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 13)
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…
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 15)
“Where the hell did you go?” I yelled. Before I continued to yell at, as it appeared, myself, I saw the girls standing frozen…
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 12)
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…
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 14)
“Because.” She did not continue but I was obviously not content with the answer. Silence filled the empty restroom until she …
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 11)
“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…
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 13)
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…
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 10)
“Where the hell did you go?” I yelled. Before I continued to yell at, as it appeared, myself, I saw the girls standing frozen…
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 12)
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…
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 9)
“Because.” She did not continue but I was obviously not content with the answer. Silence filled the empty restroom until she …
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 11)
“My nightmare,” I repeated. Was he nuts? “This isn’t already my nightmare? We’re only about to enter it?” I subconsciously wo…
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 8)
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…
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 10)
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…
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 7)
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…
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 9)
“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…
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 6)
“My nightmare,” I repeated. Was he nuts? “This isn’t already my nightmare? We’re only about to enter it?” I subconsciously wo…
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 8)
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…
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 5)
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…
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 7)
Ignoring the bitter cold, I took off my shoes and ran without a second thought—before my body would decide otherwise. Where w…
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 4)
“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…
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 6)
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 …
A sequel to Crossing over (pt 3)
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…
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 5)
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…
A sequel to crossing over (pt 2)
Ignoring the bitter cold, I took off my shoes and ran without a second thought—before my body would decide otherwise. Where w…
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 4)
“Emma!” my mother’s voice faintly called, with sounds of other children, parents, and dogs in the background. Her voice sound…
A sequel to Crossing over
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 …
A prequel to Crossing over (pt 3)
I hadn't seen him in ten years...
I know it’s Henry when I hear the bell from the top of the door.
He comes over to the counter of the small diner, hair stre…
A sequel to Straight out of the Rain
playground colors mosaic by Naama ym
The dull, gray sky contrasted the brightness of the jungle gym. I was frozen, watching the wind blow the leaves off the groun…
A prequel to ... into the present
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…
A prequel to crossing over (pt 2)
Over the next few days, I had grown as accustomed to seeing a freaky alter-ago apparition appearing as any girl can get.
He …
A sequel to Cap'n Crunch
Ahh... Montreux by Eric Hill