By: Meagan Edwards As I walked into the interrogation room and sat in the cold hard chair, I scoffed. It was such a preposterous idea that I could steal such a painting. I mean, when would I find the...

Written by Isabela Salinas Terror gripped at my heart, my stomach churned, and my lunch threatened to resurface. I glanced around the room I was in, taking in the gray uninviting walls and plain, monochrome...

Written by Sofia Trevino My eyes stung as a bright lamp shined in my face. I could hardly make out who was in front of me. I knew his voice however. We had been talking only just a few minutes ago when...

Written by Ice Sola How quaint, the atmosphere felt different than the one I had experienced the day before. Nothing unusual, just... distinct with all the people who went to the museum. How I just wanted...

Written by Alice Daniel The four suspects, guided by the officers, were lined up to be taken to the police station, all seemingly lethargic and perplexed: the solemn student, the stoic businessman,...