By Editors of Writer's Digest
The editors of Writer's Digest are happy to proportion with you the successful entries in every one classification of the eightieth Annual Writer's Digest Writing pageant, besides the Grand Prize-winning tale, Boy Witch, by way of John T. Biggs.
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Her father, Na-non-ga-be, like his father before him, had a spirit guide — a crow, who gave him courage and wisdom. The crow was battered and old, having gone through a long life and guided many generations. It rested upon her father’s shoulder, watching the land and those who moved over it as carefully as her father did. Ayashe’s people knew the crow helped her father be a great leader. With her father’s guidance, the crops were plentiful, the hunts brought in enough fish, rabbits and deer, and the white men came often to peacefully trade their trinkets for furs, carved stones, and leather.
He fell to his knees and put both hands on his head, and shouted, “Shit! ” Not what Danny expected. Leonard was already back on his feet, and even in the desert darkness he looked mad as hell. ” Leonard didn’t seem to mind that Danny still had the club. He moved fast for a bow-legged man with a head injury. Danny swung again. It felt slow and feeble and missed Leonard’s face by inches. Leonard took a step back. His lips moved while he formulated and rejected plans. “This cottonwood’s been struck by lightening,” Danny told him.
I drag my forefinger across my Adam’s apple and make a crunching sound. I laugh dryly at my attempt at black humor, but my dad simply turns back to me and gives me a look. “Sounds like she more than mentioned it,” he says. I nod slightly. ” I frown at the expression on his face. ” I ask. “Neither side is going to stand the waiting much longer, Phillip. The witches are going to do something, something awful, and we’re going to strike back, and before you know it, we’ll have war on our hands. When that time does come,” he says, clenching my knee even tighter, “Everyone must be part of it.