The clash of my bangles is heard as I rush down the stairs, trying to wear my jhumkas while holding my lehenga so that I don’t trip and my mother tells me to...

This story is one of the August Writing Challenge entries that was chosen to be a featured story. Dear diary, Max here. This is the only...

At the time of writing this, I’ve been vegetarian for exactly seventeen days -- or less than that, if you consider me accidentally eating...

It’s a colorful darkness. Pitch black with lights flashing everywhere and fireworks. But exploding with words -- some that I want to hear and...

Ok, put down the musket and tie up the covered wagon because the friendship prairie is not a good place to go. You might...

"There's no great loss without some small gain.” — Little House on the Prairie In this life, there will be many signs which point you on your...

For most, the 2016–2017 school year has been in session for a little under a month. Whether you are a college or high school...

Rainy days are simply the worst, especially when having to leave the comfort of your home. Many times, however, you will not be able...

To my 16-year-old self. Firstly, things DO get better. Stop panicking. You leave all those secondary school bullies behind you, you pass all your Art classes, and...

I have wanted to see my writing published since I was in middle school, writing a story in my notebook when I should have...