The Steak Stealer
“Zoe, come and help me cook!” hollered my mom. I wanted to stay outside to finish examining an ant but I saw no point in arguing. I strolled inside, “It … Continue reading
January 10, 2015
My First Fiction Story
So my teacher gave us a writing prompt about, if you had to pet sit a monkey named Howie, and here is what I wrote: HOWIE THE MONKEY “I am … Continue reading
March 18, 2013