By Evie Broce, TIWP Student I can’t believe what happened to me this year. It changed my life forever. It all started on the 100th day of school. I was hanging out with um… a drawing (since I don’t really have many friends), when Tiffany Roberts came in. Then, when I was walking to my […]

By Olivia Tiffin, TIWP Student “Hello again–”… A figure laid on the black, cold floor of the Abyss. “We haven’t talked in a while,” its voice glum and sharp as it echoed through the void. “Or, have we just spoken?” it asked, no expression as its empty masked face glared up into the abandoned, shadowed, […]

By Zara Quiter, TIWP Student Once you’ve read the title, you’ll probably have a grudge against me. It’s a little rude, but I am a wolf.  A starving, tired, lonely wolf.  So am I really that cruel? If I saw a little girl in a red cloak and a basket full of cookies, would you […]

By Sasha Fried, TIWP Student I have refused to give in to the Taliban ever since they entered my home country, Pakistan, when I was 10. I have never in my life gone to school. I don’t know how to read or write. I don’t have any memory of ever seeing my mom’s hair or […]

By Jessy Wallach, TIWP Student When I lived out in Fairbank, I’d go visit Mrs. Walsh every Thursday. I’d always bring a small Tupperware of strawberries from my garden to give to her. She grew her own, but they were small, seedy, and sour, and the patch was constantly picked clean by birds, deer, and […]

By Maya Petzoldt, TIWP Student February 23rd, 2022, 10:36 pm. I can’t sleep, I just can’t. I can roll over in my bed as many times as I want, I won’t fall asleep. I try going to the bathroom, I try getting water. Hell, I even try getting up and running around to see if […]

By Elise Flagg, TIWP Student As the day fell into a restless sleep, Night emerged from the shadows of the trees, waiting until Day turned the lights off. As her golden locks fell upon the pillow, the blue sky’s hues began to shift. Night was not the typical beauty. Her only fans seemed to be […]

By Jessy Wallach, TIWP Student Sabrina’s mother and all her aunts and uncles agree that her grandmother could fly. They swear to it, not with the mischievous glance they give each other when talking about the Switch Witch or Santa Claus, but with solemn sincerity. It’s true, she could fly. When Sabrina stares at pictures […]

By Jessy Wallach, TIWP Student Helen remembers what it was like to be a child. Peaceful, mostly. Calm. There was a pasture out behind the palace where she and her sister would play, and a clear pond where she could splash her feet or catch minnows. Sometimes she’d stare into it to see herself staring […]

By Jessy Wallach, TIWP Student No one ever remembers what color her eyes were, just that you shouldn’t meet them, that you needed to look away, fast. Close your eyes, or she’ll turn you to stone. She never wanted to turn them to stone, only maybe she did. Maybe she was tired of them laughing […]