The Creature We Created

Liana Low The beating and hammering of the sea against my boat increased my uncontrollable gagging. As always, it was the opposite of smooth sailing, but I needed to turn our ocean back to its original state. I could hear the crunching and squashing of plastic bottles and cans and…

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Run

Daria Osipova It started with a spark. It ended with an unstoppable rage. The fire was uncontrollable. It swept every bush, every tree, every house. With all the strength we had in us we ran. We ran and ran and ran, picking ourselves up by the collar if we slowed…

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The Rubbish Collector and the Youth

Ray Zhang Why did this old man come here every day? The boy kicked the empty can of energy drink away from him as he cracked open another one. Leaning against the alley wall he continued to watch. This person would just come to this area and wander around picking…

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