Spring Coming-of-Age Short Stories - Page 2

The town line wasn't just a border anymore. It was a wall of teeth and bad code.

Ben and Sam lie on damp grass, staring at a sky that doesn't care about their college debt.

Peter attempts a cryptid-themed prank to win Wendy over, but the woods have a different plan for them.

Mrs. Chatters floated three feet above her seat, her safety clip dangling uselessly in the warm spring breeze.

Spring break died the second Jared dropped his lighter on the municipal vibe generator. We broke the town.

I wiped the green soap from my gloves and watched the purple stencil ink bleed into the scar tissue.

The sun was too bright for Troy’s heavy silence, and the single dark hair on his chin changed everything.

Lila catches a metallic fish and triggers a high-stakes hunt involving drones and a betrayal in the woods.

He ran his tongue over his teeth and found a slick, fleshy crater where bone used to be.

Carl watches green weeds choke a server rack while Sam jokes about the end of the world coming early.

Sam and Uncle Miller debate the dangers of a nuclear waste repository while the spring mud swallows the town.

A boring astronomy night in Winnipeg turns chaotic when a group of teens discovers glowing pollen and prophecies.