When the night shadows reach the foot of the mountain, the village will be swallowed whole. Tourists desert the cobblestone streets, villagers disassemble their stalls and lock up their shops, leaving behind no traces of the handcrafted trinkets and vibrant wools. The open atmosphere dissipates as quickly as the last rays of sunlight, replaced by closed windows and footpaths so naked as if the fair hadn’t happened at all. Even the funny socks hung on the walls of the house El

They were on their way to pick up Marissa and Natalie from school, thinking about what to have for dinner, when a screech of tires bellowed from next to them. The next thing Henry could remember was the paramedics standing above him, blurry and disfigured, and the putrid scent of iron assaulting his nostrils. The last thing he could truly recall before being enveloped by darkness was sirens–shrill, endless sirens. Then white walls, beeping monitors, voices telling him it wasn

Liam, born in a rich family in the far end of a city, there were many houses which were vacant and he was curious about them. When he asked his parents about them ,they seemed furious about that. One day Liam noticed there were people going towards those houses but when he wanted to wait for those people to come back . His parents shouted at him and grabbed him into the house.next day Liam noticed there were 2 trees in front of their house; he was surprised but his parents to