“Wolves are actually like bees. If you bother them, they hurt you.” “If you bother them they will hurt you,” Izzy kept repeating. She wrote that same note in her notebook. “Oh!” Izzy checked her watch. “It’s 1:00 already, I have to go and meet Hazel!”
Three Pieces By Erica Graesslin (Age: 17)
Snowy Owl By Oona Weaver (Age: 9)
Figure By Oona Weaver (Age: 9)
Smile By Ava Andrews (Age: 10)
Just as Home had suspected, Elsie opened her green composition book of
“Really Good and Sometimes Long Words” and wrote vile on a half filled page. Today she didn’t bother writing the definition beside it.
Mom stops running, but I don’t. I keep running until I reach the abandoned cottage. I then open the door, slam it behind me and collapse on the floor crying. It feels weird that I’m crying in a house that’s not even mine. In fact, the only reason I’m in here is because it’s the only place I can hide.
What was with these people and locking me in rooms? I’m used to it, though. They locked you in at the agency each night. I don’t care. But maybe… I tried the knob. The door squeaked open to reveal the hallway. I smiled…