Seconds Ticked By

By Viviana Sanchez, TIWP Student Seconds ticked by. The smell of the coffee shop was warm and nice. A milk frother gurgled and whined. A teen girl with blonde hair and practically invisible eyebrows and several piercings shook a metal bottle vigorously. A small, curly haired child in blue overalls made circles around his tiredContinue reading “Seconds Ticked By”

The End Justifies the Means

By Sol Dente, TIWP Student “You bastard.” Crimson drops stained the floor around the boy’s shaking shoulders, blood dripping past his lips as he struggled to keep his fragile hold on consciousness. His chocolate brown hair was messy from the fight and normally bright green eyes were clouded with pain. Next to the boy’s kneelingContinue reading “The End Justifies the Means”