I was in a writing program and my professor gave us this assignment where she handed a novel by random and were told to copy down the first sentence and continue the story.

By Mia Huang   For how long can one stay in the same apartment before its scrapes and stains become too much to bear?   Walls stand as a lonely observer, watching over

The summer Zephyr pushes a sheer layer of moisture against my skin, leaving my bare legs slightly sticky as I walk past the sidewalk. A few droplets land on my shoulders, leaving a

The baby’s fingers tip over the bottle of warmed milk that the mother had just retrieved from the double boiler. The newborn’s fingers grasp reflexively, unable to get ahold of the feeding bottle.

There were days you cried about the pain of waking up hours before sunrise, so your mother could braid through your frizzy curls, parting them tightly till you felt your scalp torn apart,