Nothing had knocked the water bottle over. Katrina was rolled on her side, staring in the direction of her nightstand and fighting to fall asleep, when the bottle threw itself off. The cap was unscrewed and the last bit of spilled water sat on the surface of the carpet, slowly sinking in before her mind …
The Corn Maze
How will I get out of this? thought Tina. She’d never been one for puzzles. Too much trouble. It was always his idea to go to the corn maze. Not that that mattered anymore. Tina was dead center in Ezekiel's corn maze, though she hardly knew it. She was also dead but that wasn’t out …
Caity Scott Writing 