When It Snows

London had never seen a Christmas like this. Snow drifts swallow up posts, hide curbs, and obliterate steps. If you were to walk outside, it’d feel as though you’ve been …

Joey’s Christmas

The presents glittered under the tree as the lights caught pieces of tape and the silver in the wrapping paper. Joey wandered into the living room and tucked herself as …

Misfit

I have no nose. How am I supposed to wear my glasses without a nose? I don’t care if it’s a giant schnoz or if it’s a tiny one with …

December 8th Writing Prompt

  I won’t be posting yesterday’s piece because:   I haven’t written it yet (I know, so bad!) It’s going to be a slightly melancholy story. Who wants to read …