Stella Archer: Magic...What?

Closing my eyes, I concentrated on regulating my breathing and used the edge of my bed to pull myself up off the floor. I slowly walked over to the door, unlocked it, and stood face to face with my mom. She craned her neck to look into my room.

"Mom!"I screamed, "Come on we need to hurry if we want to get there on

From my room,I had smelt and sensed that rain was about to  arrive and had scurried outside before the drops commenced.Sweet anticipation formed inside as I awaited the blissful raindrops to pelt me on my face and body.The wind rose higher and grew frighteningly violent,swirling throwing rocks and gravel into the air.The thin

I walked to my house soaked, crying, and my nose dripping blood. This is why: When I got on the loud, stinky bus, 2 girls were waiting for me At my seat. After I sat down to do my homework, they distracted me by pouring some water on my head. After that they grabbed my homework and ripped it up into a million pieces.

A small raindrop not only accumulating speed and density but also dirt as it slid down the window of the incredibly tiny four-door that my aunt hadn't washed in a while as it seemed. The drop had reached an ample size and had a plentiful amount of dust and grim as it glided on to the front side of the handle and finally came into contact with my hand in what seemed like my last moments of freedom which I had only attained after leaving my session. The cool air from the vents was blasting powerfully against my cheek as I checked what my Aunt Avery was doing and of course, she was staring directly at me waiting to see what I had to say about my experience.

room and told me to put my shoes and coat on. Instinctively, I went to

Wow, me cut off her best student like, I say again. I just can't believe she cut me off. “Goodbye class.”

When I opened the door, I heard sprinting and caught a glimpse of my mother rushing back to the couch. Her face was twisted into an unusual expression.

It all started one morning in Aurora, Colorado. I came downstairs to eat so I can go outside to play. After I eat I run upstairs, but my parents stopped me,

“Mya!” my mom yelled, “We’re going to be late!” I frantically searched my closet for something to wear.

The rain drummed against Lumina, she felt each and every single one hit her and she wished she could hit each one back. She had more important things to worry about now. The young girl blocked out the rain and turn to look at her teacher, surely enough her mentor followed her out. Prominence gave her a nod.

I didn’t hear it at first. The footsteps. Autumn had just begun, so it rained more frequently than any other time of the year. I had made the

I climb into my car. Rolling down the window, I look out, and I tell my mom that I love her. Then I drive off to Eastwood. About 15 minutes later, I arrive at

"Hurry!" I told myself as I run the house, preparing myself to leave. "You're going to be late again! The train's going to be packed, and you would have to wait a long line outside!" I grabbed my bag and some food, and headed to the gate. I yelled a quick "bye" to my mom before closing the gate.

It was a dark afternoon with clouds blocking the beautiful sky from the morning sun. As I was leaving basketball practice with my friend Baylee, the sky started to turn green and the wind started to pick up. As we got to her house we ran to the porch as it started to rain but we never expected to this to happen.