-by Kieren Berg

He is too afraid to tell her. One night, he was sleep walking when he grabbed her favorite colored pens. Somehow he subconsciously knew everything about her. He wrote, in the neatest handwriting, a note for her writing all of the words he thought she wanted to hear. When he finished writing he carefully signed his name with a heart. He then addressed an envelope to her. As he walked outside to put the card in the mailbox, the morning chill woke him from his sleep. He stood there staring at the card that he held in his hand. 

Once there was a family of superheroes that was very famous. They were so busy that they could only see each other on Sunday dinner, one of the children was not happy about this since he had no superpowers. So one day while he was in the basement he created his own superpowers to try to be part of his family. But he realizes that they never get to see each other when saving people so he kidnaps the closest woman and made it known to his family. His family comes and sees him right as he 

I just got to earth and I have to get what's called a job, so I applied for multiple jobs and they rejected me. My roommate's name is John and he is a pretty cool guy but in hell without me that hell wasn't what it was supposed to be, So I had to go back. Things are now back to normal, It was fun on earth but I'm fine here too. 

The spring air was crisp and cold. If you breathed too deeply it would cut your lungs like shards of glass. Red flowers emerge from blindingly white show, making the school yard look like it’s smeared with blood. It's March, everyone in Cottonwood High meets their match today. My dress is light blue to complement my light brown hair and blue green eyes; and  has an open back so my tattoos are visible.  Two yellow suns situated on the center of  my back burning holes into my heart and ready to supernova. 

It was another normal school day. I was reading a mind when it happened again, I heard another voice. This time it said ‘Watch out.’ As soon as the bell rang, I sprinted home.

It was time for our weekly assembly. Then, a message came through, but this time it sent an image. The image showed that my disease was discovered by scientists, and that we are all going to be executed.

The End.

The general mood inside the bombed out subway station was one of denial and despair. Alice looked in dismay at the small TV. The broadcast was about how several armies had reached the outskirts of New York City. The group debated what to do, and eventually decided to hunker down in the subway station and the subway cars. Alice volunteered to keep watch above ground. The armies were expected to reach the area near the station by 4:00 AM. At sunrise, however, no armies were in sight. That morning the group had an important realization about their situation.