Mikaela is writing a bunch of short stories for 13 Days 13 Shorts this year! To check out more stuff from Mikaela, visit www.mikaelamiyamoto.com When I woke up today my mom came into my room and told me to pack a bag for the day because we were going out. Surprised and a bit groggy, I got out of bed and got ready for the day. In the middle of deciding what to bring in my bag, I was hit with the realization that we were going somewhere. We were actually leaving the house. I ca

alone it sits and stares The well had sat in the woods for as long as anyone had ever known these trees and soil. For as long as anyone knew, the well was as much a part of the forest as the root system. Stones on stones, with ivy and moss crawling up one side. Few knew if any water remained at the bottom. Sometimes kids from the town would toss soda cans or bottles of beer down the well and listen for a splash or glass against the ground. No sound ever came. So the well sat