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Lily had always been the quiet girl in the back of the class. Not quite a wallflower, but definitely not the first to speak up. Her friends were few, and she often felt more at ease behind the scenes, not in the spotlight. But when she signed up for the school play, something changed.

It wasn’t ...

The Mailgirl of Stephens Academy

Chapter 2B: The Weight of Preparation

The insistent buzz of my phone jolted me awake, its vibrations rattling against the wooden nightstand like an alarm that refused to be ignored. The faint glow of the screen cast eerie shadows across the walls. Even before I ...

Hi all,

I was wondering if anyone here remembered Cronenberg Academy from around 25 years ago.

I don't recommend anyone look for the website (although it still exists) because it's riddled with viruses (go Geocities) and written in Comic Sans.

However, I have some of the stories saved, and I was ...

"Congrats on winning the science thingy, Scro." My sister shoved my door open without knocking, stepping inside like it was her room. She immediately scowled as she assessed my bookshelves, test tubes, science fiction posters, and action figures and found them lacking in “cool”.

Tiffy stood there ...

A loud buzz echoed through the room. Samantha lay sprawled across her bed, her blonde curls a tangled mess. The first alarm barely registered. The second made her stir. By the third, she groggily lifted her head, then flopped back down. It wasn’t until the fifth blare that her eyes finally cracked ...

The Mailgirl of Stephens Academy

2C: The Assembly

The morning announcements had barely ended when Mrs. Johnson’s gaze swept across the classroom. Her expression was unreadable, her eyes sharp with quiet intensity. After a long pause, she spoke, her voice calm but unmistakably firm.

“Some of you ...

The Mailgirl of Stephens Academy

Chapter 3A: The Weight of Compliance

All around me, people began to rise and file out of the auditorium. I watched as a wave of older mailgirls stood up, following the crowd toward the lobby. I remained seated, frozen, my eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before me ...

The Mailgirl of Stephens Academy

Chapter 3B: The Point of No Return

Carla’s grip on my hand tightened as we walked, her fingers digging into my palm like she was afraid I might vanish if she let go. Her eyes darted nervously around the hallway, scanning the faces of passing students, her anxiety ...

The Mailgirls of Stephens Academy

Chapter 3C: No More Danielle, Only D14

The room fell into silence so profound it felt like the calm before the storm—thick. Suffocating, as if the air was bracing for what was to come. My chest constricted, the weight of that silence pressing down on me, making ...

[Editor’s notes: Readers, I want to thank all of you for all of your comments and inputs you have made through my publication of this story. Plus, I want to give great thanks to my contributing author and editor, Megansdad, who has been nothing short of a lifesaver in keeping this and other work ...