"The water is alive. Once you dive in, it will immediately bare its fangs and attack. But, there's nothing to fear. Don't resist the water. Thrust your fingers into the surface and carve an opening. Then you slide your body through that opening. Moving your arms, your head, your chest..."

"Haru-chan! GET OUT OF THE FISH TANK!"

"I only swim freestyle"

"FREESTYLE DOES NOT INCLUDE JELLYFISH, THIS IS ILLEGAL!"

"Makoto you need to accept this, he's not getting...

Waking up with a overflowing feel of joy; my eyes land on a red stocking that I've had for years, with my name still written on in white paint and touched up in a couple places. It is filled with tiny nick nacks: a rubber shaped like a burger, a rainbow pencil and a cool bouncy ball. I look at each little gift with happiness in a room which isn't quite my room yet. Boxes are stacked against the wall,...

Dear Write the World,

Well, 2016 has been a hell of a year. For me, it's largely been a year of change. Some of it has been wonderful and welcome, some has been terrifying and out of control. Nevertheless, we must take what comes and move one.

A big change for me has been the completion of my GCSEs and my school transfer. My exams marked the end of a chapter of my life; I feel like I have grown...

1. Childhood nostalgia
2. Giving
3. Frustration
4. Blustery wind
5. Huskies
6. Tacky
7. Hilarity
8. Anxiety
9. Euphoria
10. Fullness

The colour of warmth spreading across your skin. It dances and plays and fills you with joy in the winter and plays across the fields in bright flashes in summer. This colour is both danger and passion incarnate and wearing it feels like a dare, a challenge or a tease. It can be a timeless classic or something bold and daring. It is the colour of the very life within us and on occasion it's presence is a cause of...

Wade doesn't walk often. He's either on his bike feeling the wind whip his cheeks or running until he feels a deep ache in his legs. He likes speed and doesn't often slow down but ocasionaly, he walks. He moves with the lazy grace and lean composure of a tiger. Stalking through the woodlands at night and enjoying a private moment between himself and the endless expanse of stars. Wade walks to calm his thoughts, to cease the endless race...