By: Lilly

It was a long time ago, when I first saw him.

I was young. I was a curious thing, as children often are; full of vigor and spice, and an unending thirst for knowing. So, it was no wonder I was restless. I rarely sat still, my legs would bounce when I rested and I would always spring at the chance to run wild like an animal- sprinting across grass and tile floors alike.

By: Abigail Gibb

“Cory.”

“If this is about what I think it is, it would be better for you just to leave.” Cory didn’t look up from the book, continuing to pencil in the words to the crossword puzzle on the page.

There was a tense pause and then, “Cory, please.”

By: Colin Maynard

The barge didn’t slow, even as it reached the port. The captain struggled with the wheel, but the boat continued to charge forward. He turned around and watched as the last of the barge’s inhabitants got onto the sole remaining lifeboat. He saw one of them beckon towards him, asking him to leave with them, but he refused. “The captain goes down with his ship!” he bellowed. The lifeboats left, and the seaman looked out at the dock that he was about to ram. He stood unwavering as he watched the dock get closer. His sea-faring life had certainly taken a turn for the worse, but he fought off his impulse to curse his career. Despite what was happening, he was going to stick with his ship. It was his companion, tool, and home.