Ivyra

        Some time far past midnight, you woke from your sound sleep. With the reason you had woken up a mystery, you snuggled back into bed and tried once more to rest. A cool breeze from the open window swept through the room, bringing with it all the smells of the night. Just as you began to drift, you heard a noise. “Who's there?” There was no moon tonight, making your room pitch black. Afraid that the intruder wasn't just an animal, you began throwing everything on your bed in the direction of the noise. “Ouch. Hey be careful, it's only me. Stop throwing stuff.” A bright blue light appeared from nowhere, showing t

Our 7th grade classroom is arranged with a teacher's desk front and center along with 16 two-seater student desks arranged 4 by 4- bringing us to a total of 32 students and 33 living human organisms. Of all these human life forms, why does it have to be him? I can't believe that "he" is my seat mate this year. "He" is Dexter- the boy who's done nothing but bully the living daylights outta me since 4th grade. I've never hurt anyone or done anything to deserve such a punishment from the heavens, geez. I can't think of anyone that would deserve this kind of living hell. Maybe if I keep to myself he won't notice me... I'll just keep squished to