Aletha Writing

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The Ghosts of my Past

A Story by Aletha

As the birds surge towards me, their singsong voices manifesting through the forest, I stare at the fat deer that sits across the glimmering lake. I p..

Tiptoe on Eggshells

A Story by Aletha

“ Move, freak!” I felt somebody slam into me, causing my books to fall out of my hands. I looked up to see some of the most elite people i..

Mirror Mirror

A Story by Aletha

Sad, and sentimental.