A hairy, eight-legged, half-inch creepy crawly slowly climbs up the leg of the dining room table. I watch its steady progression. My friend is placed at the destination of the crawler and is yammering...

Anticipation clung to her body as she sat erect in the designated waiting area.  Fear trickled through her spine with each passing minute. Waiting was the hardest part for her.  Her name was called,...

   The hard-covered red textbook digs into my ribs as I walk into Pre-cal.  I grimace. The book is thrown upon the desk with a thud. I look at it and sigh. I loath carrying that burden around.   ...