Thanks to Time Travel, Wedding Photographer Taylor Franklincakes went back to the first Thanksgiving and captured some amazing artifacts of history using her camera. Unfortunately, she was later burned as a witch after saying “Can I pet that dawg” while chasing a pig. Her camera and some of its contents were preserved. What we do…
Category: Short Stories
The Girls Who Never Left – Summer of Secrets: Unveiling the Mysteries of Camp Karacapi
The Girls Who Never Left Summer “All the best times in my life happen at camp,” ten-year-old Sally declares, hugging her bunkmate on the first day of camp. They hadn’t seen each other since the previous summer, but they picked up right where they left off. “It’s because the rules are different here,” Nancy, Sally’s…
A Little Too Dark – The Spirit Week Rampage
The Spirit Week Rampage May 2005 In the dimly lit robotics lab at Middletown Middle School, their robotics team was stressed. The four students huddled around their poodle-sized creation, WENDI. Her cold, metallic body remained unresponsive despite their efforts. Failure was not an option with the State Robotics Olympics less than twenty-four hours away. Adding…
Bus J. – The Lost Road
Bus J March 12, 2022 The ride home on Bus J is always an adventure. It shuttles the rowdiest kids on the longest ride — a 45-minute trek down Old Bridge Road, through one of the state’s densest forests. It always looked like it was on the verge of nighttime, even on the sunniest of…
The Facepainter
Experience an extraordinary day at Middletown Middle School when second-grader Rose Batty becomes ‘Principal for the Day.’ Follow Rose’s exploits as she mandates the hiring of a retired face painter and accidentally transforms the school event into a fantastical zoo filled with superheroes, animals, and delightful chaos. Read on to discover how this day unfolds in this captivating and humor-filled narrative.
Murderous Mascots – Mysteries of Middletown Middle
Murderous Mascots September 2020 “Coloring? Seriously?” Jeremy, the new fifth-grader, complained as he took out his crayons, eyeing the strange circular symbol carved into the corner of his desk. “We stopped coloring in second grade at my old school.” “Welcome to Middletown Middle,” Jeremy’s tablemate, Ari, responded with a knowing look. “Don’t try to compare…