Nic woke up strapped to a table in the workshop. Groaning, he looked around. Everyone was there staring at him. Everyone, except Mr. Wyght, had bandages and/or braces. “Did I do that?” Nic asked, horrified. Before saying anything, Myles shined a flashlight in his eyes and then unstrapped him. “His pupils dilated. Nic’s back.” “What... Continue Reading →
9/11 Pt 1
(I know this is a long story, but it is a reminder that the 9/11 tragedy still affects people today. We must remember to pray, help those who are suffering, and to never forget.) Smacking his alarm clock, Nicolas grunted and pulled the covers over his head. “Today probably won’t be good,” he thought pessimistically.... Continue Reading →
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