Jules : Writing

The Institution

The Institution

A Story by Jules


Your eyes flicker open as you come around. You are strapped down to a medical cot, immobile. Your face, once stolid and emotionless, is now flus..
The Inheritance

The Inheritance

A Story by Jules


The Inheritance As I raced down the corridor, I could hear her clomping behind me. She was indubitably encroaching on me; there was no way ..
Wonderstruck

Wonderstruck

A Story by Jules


I was bored. The party had turned into a complete failure. I sat on the couch, trying to ignore the happy couples surrounding me. Honestly, I was goin..
The Story of Us

The Story of Us

A Story by Jules


I had never noticed him. He wasn't someone who stood out to me. I knew him as the nerdy Asian kid. But I had no idea he would become so much more to m..
My Dress

My Dress

A Poem by Jules


My Dress my dress is sewn of silk as soft as falling snow and has a graceful train like a river it does flow my dress shoul..