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(A shory story written in first person narrative that's been bugging me to find form. Enjoy.) Meet Ivy Wenrick Age: 31 Gender: F Hair: curly red, mid back length Skin: Fair Eyes: Green height: 5'2 Location: Continental United States Story Universe: On The Shelf It's...not easy to keep them alive. I do my best, believe me I do, but it's not easy working with small and frail creatures such as these. Sorry, where are my manners? I'm Ivy...Ivy Wenrick....yeah...like the character from Batman...heh my dad was a huge fan...what can I say? Their arms are small, bones like toothpicks, and that's the larger bones like the radius and femur...there's not much I can even do for smaller fractures...not at their size. It would be like putting a splint on a mouse? I'm careful, and it helps that I have small hands and short nails. I think that's better, long flashy nails just scare the poor dears. Hehe, they can be so adorable when they're frightened, it melts my heart. Sometimes I just want to

A Carrie's Science Project Short By Dann “So, next you have to take one egg and separate the yolks from the whites.” Dan said, leaning over the edge of the countertop to peak over to the rangetop where Juniper was attempting to follow his less than direct instructions. June examined the medium sized brown speckled egg, holding it between her thumb and forefinger and turning it around as if to carefully examine it from all angles. “Do you think brown eggs come from brown hens?” June’s thin lips stretched into a warm smile, wrinkling the corners of her bright green eyes. “I don’t think that’s how it works? I feel like this is where Carrie would spew off a few trivial facts about poultry?” Dan shrugged, motioning to the egg with his chin. “Be careful though, don’t get any yokes in the white or it won’t work.” The rest of June’s long thin fingers stretched out to clasp the egg delicately, she had lots of practice holding things carefully now, so an egg didn’t quite feel as delicate