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Dear John,    About five minutes after I walked out of class I had a train of thought that overwhelmed me and I couldn’t help but write to you.    It seems that at our age, we don’t believe wholeheartedly in most things anymore. I can’t pick up a fantasy novel in a bookstore without involuntarily squirming. I no longer believe wholeheartedly in the endings of romantic Hollywood films. Sure, there’s advertising, but who really believes there’s a difference between two products besides its labels? Unless we’re talking Coke and Coke Zero.    I digress. I walk into bookstores mostly to look at book cover des

Her mind was in a whirl, and she felt as though there were two tangled strings in the heart, one of anticipation and the other of fear, getting more and more entwined by the moment. She knew that after that night, nothing will ever be the same the same again. Hurriedly putting on the last bit of her makeup, she took a last glance at herself in the mirror to ensure everything was in place. Taylea did not know what to think or feel. Her mind had moments ago been full of confusion and indecision between excitement and nervousness, but now it was a complete blank. It was as though someone had ranted on with an overwhelming amount of words and ha

The City of Townsville. Now, tell me why we always have to start with that. Anyway... The City of Townsville. A nice peaceful place protected by the cuuuutest three little young girls. Oh look, there they are, sleeping. Sweet little girls. *Buttercup snores loudly* Well, except for Buttercup. Bubbles (yelling out of the blue): I DON'T WANT THE DARKIE MONSTER TO COME! I DON'T WANT THE DARKIE MONSTER TO COME! I DON'T WANT THE DARKIE MONSTER TO COME! Well, there's always still Blossom. Blossom: Professor, why is our bed so big? Oh no, Blossom, not YOU too? *Blossom pushes Buttercup off the bed and wakes Buttercup up* Buttercup: What t