The top brass at Spellcrafters Inc. have it in for the Spells R Us wizard. They've brought in hired muscle from overseas to do their dirty work- a ruthless and powerful mercenary sorcerer named Necromancer Sato. Can Wizzie survive their deadly scheme? And will our "somewhat ridiculous heroine" Wendy manage to avoid getting caught in the crossfire? This is an evil little story about an extremely nasty bunch of people. In the words of William Burroughs, "Hold back the edges of your gowns, Ladies. We are entering Hell..."

Sometime in the future:

Dear Reader: I was delighted to find that this writer account was still open after all these years. I wanted to write this story to tell you something about my family. I haven’t much experience with writing, so please bear with me, okay? I hope this blesses you. Sincerely, Angelina Abruzzi

To Hope Again
Part 3
A Day to Remember

A "Home that Love Built" Story
by Angelina Marie Abruzzi
Thanks Daddy!

Just when you think love is a distant dream
Oh, fate give you wings

Last time:
Drea was surprised that Janet had remembered so many details of her story after hearing it only the one time. She was about to say, “And?” when Janet said,

Sometime in the future: Dear Reader: I was delighted to find that this writer account was still open after all these years. I wanted to write this story to tell you something about my family. I haven’t much experience with writing, so please bear with me, okay? I hope this blesses you.

Sincerely, Angelina Abruzzi

Awakened

Unbearable pain. I saw flashes of light behind my tightly clenched eyelids and felt the tightening of my chest as I fought not to gasp. Even though the fog of pain one thing arose in my mind:

I Am Alive.

Pain was just life’s way of reminding you that you were alive, therefor you could only feel pain when you were alive.

Why was I alive?

Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008

My first day at Park Side Elementary School, my teacher, Ms Midler has given us our homework assignment for the weekend, an essay or short story, truth or fiction, on what we did this summer.

I don’t think she will believe this one but she did say it could be truth or fiction.

(also posted on Top Shelf-Big Closet)

The BIG Six O

by shalimar

Read a cookie fortune. Get the Fortune.

Ira and Mae in their golden years, still finds love and magic in Christmas. My entry for BC Christmas Contest 2006.

He dangled his line of the end of the pier as the tide came
in hoping to catch the night's dinner when the hook snagged
on something. He tugged and tugged and finally the hook
came free. He pulled up the line to find his hook firmly
embedded in a cork.

Esperanza

Esperanza: She Stole a Ride
This story could never happen. But what if it happened to you?

A Ghost Story

by

BoyChiq and Lainie Lee

Art by Erin Halfelven