Author Olivia Messer
“Gout is something you get if you’re a character in a Dickens novel!” A passing stranger exclaimed. I wondered, who would say something like that. Trying to brush off the weird saying, I continued on my way down the sidewalk…. Continue Reading →
“Maybe I’ll just destroy them and never do it again.” “What are you talking about Mallory?! That’s crazy. Just stop throwing parties at my house before you break anymore of my furniture.” “We agreed that when we got married we… Continue Reading →
“It’s not like it used to be… you can’t mess around anymore.” I uttered, looking up and glaring at Jade. Jade was the only person I had seen and talked to in the past year. We have not run into… Continue Reading →
“So cute… but don’t come home with another dog!” It’s big beady eyes watered as it shook in the 12 year old girl’s hands. In her arms, the chihuahua fit perfectly against her chest. “But mom! Look at her! She’s… Continue Reading →
“How long are you willing to chill before you get it?” “Not long; I need it bro. I cannot live without it.” Tim’s phone flashed black. Dead battery. His flesh turned hot like a pressure cooker ready to explode.What else… Continue Reading →
“You knew I was going to say something to you, right?” Casey frantically texted B. She worried their friendship would dissolve because of the outed secret. “We have to go, they will be here soon.” Aunt Jia brushed by Casey,… Continue Reading →