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‘Why do I Matter?’ by Madi Chantry

I matter because I want to win in life. I want to do the greatest things any man or woman…

‘Moon’ by Kiera Potter

‘Seasonal Changes’ by Amber Fleming

Summer shines reflections in the water. A man walks by to show his daughter   a passage through time. As…

‘The Wastes’ by Dan Johnson

The scorched ground crunched under worn boots, as the wind weakly tugged on his weathered clothes. It was deathly silent,…

creative writing, dystopia, fiction

‘Munich’ By Leah Newmannoi

The usual busy station was eerily desolate. No one was around, except the man two seats down shouting furiously into…

noir

Haiku by Kendra Collier-Figg

I can see blue sky. Extinction of animals. I can see black sky. Featured image by Seatizen.co from Pexels

haiku

‘Wolf Man’ by Kendra Collier-Figg

Once there was a  boy called Andrew. He had just started his first year of high school. Andrew’s parents gave…

magic realism

‘Blood of a Werewolf’  by Izzy Armstrong

I’d grown up  in a small town, surrounded by hills, forests and streams. As children, we would test who was…

fantasy

‘My name is Lorelei’ by Phoebe Hartley

My name is Lorelei. I am their downfall. Mine is the voice in the storm. Ever since I was young,…

‘The Most Secretive Of Them All’ by Francesca Whapples

The woods are deep; the woods are vast. They sweep down from the higher ground and into the valley, encircling…

’31st October 1897′ by Kiana (KS3 student)

Dear Diary… The village is tranquil, separated from the hostile and inhabitable mass of woods that surround us. The village…

‘A Night In Darkwood Manor’

This story was written collaboratively by students at Boroughbridge High School: Iris, Purwa, Summer, Abi and Joe. The creaking gate…

ghost

‘Taylor Murphy’ by Kiana (KS3 student)

It was a seemingly quiet place; the only way into the town was an almost invisible side road at the…

‘The Voice’ by Maisy Phillip

It’s there. It’s always there. The voice, the guilt, for every mistake she’s made. Wherever she goes, it follows and…

flash fiction

‘Swallower By Light’ by Eliza Outlaw

I wake up screaming. The pounding in my head is almost as painful as the scratch marks I inflicted in…

flash fiction

‘The Following’ by Josh Mills

Daryl had heard more bank, house and car alarms than anyone. It was like music to his ears. He started…

flash fiction

‘Vegetarianism: the answer we’ve all been looking for?’ by Phoebe Hartley

All over the Arctic, polar bears are dying; starving because of melting ice which stops them hunting or left floating…

opinion

‘For Jay’ by Ella Sugden

The icy cold wind brushed itself roughly against my skin. I shivered as goosebumps rose up unwillingly. The sky slowly…

grief, relationships

‘Fly’ by Kiera Potter

Her soul is stained with your black ink, These scars won’t fade and haven’t healed with time, And still, she…

relationships, women

‘Hazel’s Memory’ by Phoebe Hartley

Sometimes, I still think of home. It seems alien now, as though it came from another life. There are times…

dystopia, fiction

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