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The summer was nice and warm that year. The sun, as always, brought warmth to your skin. The light breezes that swept through the neighborhood made the days not too hot or cold. It was simply perfect weather. But one summer Sally will never forget.Sally was a young girl, eight years old, long curly brown hair, and bright green eyes. She was always polite, she never lied, and did as she was told. Her mother and father simply adored her, they couldn't ask for a better daughter.Sally giggled as she played with her friends outside of their home. Various games like, hopscotch and jumprope. Even dolls and tag. Sally's mother smiled warmly at the...

The sun cast its first light inside your and your husband's bedroom. You squinted your eyes against the light but it was no use since you were now awake. It was only a little past six in the morning which made you groan in frustration. You always seemed to have some kind of troubles sleeping, either waking up ridiculously early or taking a ridiculous amount of time to fall asleep.You rubbed the remaining sleep from your eyes and lazily looked around you with a frown. That frown was quickly erased when you gaze landed on your German husband.Ludwig was still sleeping peacefully, without even the tiniest possible frown. You had to stop yourse...

“Okay, you got the eggs right?” You turned spying them with the carton, “Good now crack seven whole eggs and stick it then. Then for the second half just get the egg white out of the egg, throw out the yolk.” Grabbing ¼ cup you quickly turn back around, “Without the shell of course,” your head tilted towards them knowingly receiving an irritated look. “And in a separate bowl, we need to work on your egg cracking skills a bit,” you mumble the last part wearing a cheeky grin. “Hey! I know that I’m not an idiot I'm just-” she trails off digging a piece of the shell out of the bowl. “Really bad at cooking?” You throw out, giggling as Riko puf...

"Is he here yet?!" Tooru's excited shriek from the downstairs started you from your nap, bringing a mixture of amusement and annoyance into your drowsy system. You rubbed at your eyes tiredly, one hand pushing the sleep away and the other falling on your rather large baby bump, one that was nine months along and ready to pop. Hence Tooru's extreme entrance. You heard him tossing practice gear aside, fiddling with his shoes and tossing them on the foyer before he thundered down the hall, making a break for the stairs. You smiled to yourself, leaning back against the pillows. He was always the cool kid in school, so collected and smooth arou...

Hogwarts. A name all magical folk are familiar with. But every generation of magical children that walk through those doors always leave with a different story. This story is set in the year 1975. During this time there was an individual, the most popular person to ever cross through those doors in a long time. This student was a slytherin, which makes the amount of popularity quite surprising, but she was very charming and quite sweet. Though you wouldn't want to get on her bad side, she is quite fierce when needed to be. This student is (Y/N) (Y/Last Name). This student is you. Slytherin Dorm (Y/N) woke up before her roommates as always ...

There was an article in the newspaper titled “Boy declared insane; kills himself in cell.” This was part of the story released to the public: “(. . .) After apparently going insane due to increased bullying at his school; the boy assaulted three other students, severely wounding two of them. The boy resisted arrest, but eventually police managed to capture him; after about a day in an insane asylum, one of the security guards was found murdered. Later that same day large amounts of blood were found on the floor of the boy’s cell. The boy’s body had mysteriously disappeared, and the only object other than the blood in the cell was a fractur...

It's come to my attention that, in the online amateur writing scene, no one seems to understand the proper role of characters in conjunction with plot.  From what I have been able to observe, literally everyone tries to create characters outside of plot by outlining what they look like, what they eat for dinner, and what bands they absolutely abhor.  That's the law on how it's done.  The amount of "character survey sheets" containing a never-ending list of questions for prospective characters is ridiculous--and sad, because determining these things will in no way help you create a good character or, more importantly, a good story (which I ...