It was done. I mashed the export button then slumped over my office desk glad I was finally free from this hell. “Fucking finally!” I groaned and from the opposite side of the desk I heard a giggle. “I guess that’s us then.” I pushed myself up and looked over my monitor at my co-worker Karen. It was eleven fucking PM on Christmas Eve yet she looked as fresh as a daisy in her tidy white blouse while I looked like a half-Ja...

As I looked down at the man in the tweed jacket giving the lecture on camera angles I couldn’t help but wonder, just what would it feel like to be him? There must have been forty people in this sloped lecture hall all staring at him as he waved his arms around, occasionally pointing to something on the projector screen overhead. His words bounced off me as I simply stared at him, imaging that it wasn’t him standing there...

The door of my gym locker slammed shut with a metallic bang as I lashed out at it with my full force. “What’s wrong with me?” I sucked. I, Rin Taylor the rising star of the girl’s track team, sucked. The sports meet was in two days and I couldn’t even match my average much less set a new personal best. My locker door banged again as I hit my head against the navy blue panel trying to knock some focus back into me but my h...