2010-06-09 16:44
College senior Kylie Langston, is facing a formal school paddling before a general assembly of the Cedar Lake students and faculty. She has seen it happen before, but this time is different… Read More
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These are the stories of the women of Primrose College in the late 19th century. Share in their journey as they dare to dream.
2009-11-01 03:38
"Rebecca," He said, his voice quiet like a whisper, but devoid of the warmth with which he customarily addressed her.His hand grasped her wrist, forcing her to stop walking away. Her breath… Read More
2009-02-16 21:56
February 16, 1897Edith Bowen“What evidence do you have?” The sheriff asked.The question should have been asked two days ago. If Elizabeth Bassett were a first year student it wou… Read More
2009-02-13 21:00
February 13, 1897Sarah WatersMr. Stark raised his arm high in the air and held it there for a moment. I think he was admiring the view and he was not alone in it. I held my breath almost wit… Read More
2009-02-12 21:00
February 12, 1897Elizabeth BassettSo, there I was.I trembled because it was expected, not out of some misguided fear. The classroom seems infinitely larger from the front and the students, i… Read More
2009-02-10 21:44
February 10, 1897Penelope SumterFebruary 2, 1897Dearest Penelope,I realize this letter will arrive too late to be of any use beyond the comfort it brings me to pen it. At long last I am leav… Read More
2009-02-09 21:20
February 9, 1897Edith Bowen“You care too much Edith.” She said.“I could say you do not care enough, but then you would take offense.” I replied.I sipped cautiously fr… Read More
2009-02-06 22:18
February 6, 1897Sarah Waters“Are you okay?” I asked.I knew the answer was no, but I was at a loss for words to say. She is my friend.“I’ll be fine.” She said.He… Read More
2009-02-05 22:29
February 5, 1897Edith BowenThe pen is mightier than the sword.In 1839 Edward Bulwer-Lytton wrote those words, but he was not the first nor the last to express such sentiment. It is even rumo… Read More
2009-02-03 21:00
February 3, 1897Edith BowenMy evenings are filled with tending to the girls unfortunate enough to have crossed a teacher during their day at school. Most tell stories of being punished for m… Read More
2009-02-02 21:49
February 2, 1897Sarah WatersJonathon Goulding was waiting on the steps for me when I left Carrington Manor this morning. I watched as Elizabeth Bassett passed him on the steps and there was… Read More
2009-01-30 21:41
January 30, 1897Sarah Waters“May I have your attention, young ladies.” Mr. Carrington said.Breakfast was being cleared away, but the dining hall doors were closed, ensuring no on… Read More
2009-01-29 21:00
Edith BowenJanuary 29, 1897"I swear it wasn't me!" Belinda Ferguson said.The whine in her voice was irritating. On most days I would have ignored her."Tell me then, who?" I replied.The look… Read More
2009-01-28 03:18
January 27, 1897Sarah WatersIt was after class. The two of us were alone in the dimly lit room which suddenly seemed cold and large. I sat straight in my desk, not daring to move or even shi… Read More
2009-01-26 21:10
January 26, 1897Edith BowenBelinda Ferguson is no stranger to my room in the after dinner hours. Like Mrs. Carrington, I have adopted the familiar tradition of providing reinforcing discipli… Read More
2009-01-23 21:00
January 23, 1897Edith BowenAlthough the days remain cool and there remain countless storms on the horizon, I feel we left winter back on the road to Primrose. It is impossible to walk throug… Read More
2009-01-22 21:00
January 22, 1897Sarah WatersHe is handsome. There is no doubt about it, and his attentions would otherwise be flattering were I not aware his motivations are anything but honorable. I can dr… Read More
2009-01-20 22:00
January 20, 1897Edith BowenThey had all known. It was written on their faces when we, the Primrose Girls, climbed the steps of Primrose Hall and entered the classrooms on the first day of cl… Read More
2009-01-19 21:00
January 19, 1897Sarah WatersI woke up in the morning to the sound of children playing. After the briefest moment of confusion I remembered where I was, the sheriff’s home. The children… Read More
2009-01-16 21:00
January 16, 1897Sarah WatersEdith reach me first, breathless from running. The pistol lay smoldering the snow in front of me. The man I had shot groaned on his back clearly in pain, but also… Read More
2009-01-16 05:56
January 15, 1897Edith BowenWhen Miss Waters finally agreed to stop for the night, it was already getting dark. The girls hustled about in the last vestiges of light to make a clearing in the… Read More
2009-01-14 21:00
January 14, 1897Sarah WatersIt was the smallest box under the tree at Christmas. I was surprised when Sam brought it to me. His eyes were watery as he watched me carefully unfold the paper i… Read More
2009-01-13 22:00
January 13, 1897Edith BowenAn old woman once told me there are moments of such great importance in our lives that even in the midst of them it is impossible not to recognize them for what th… Read More
2009-01-12 21:03
January 12, 1897Sarah WatersWe had huddled together with our blankets wrapped tightly around us through the cold night while the barn walls creaked and the wind whistled passed. Dawn was a l… Read More
2009-01-11 21:17
January 11, 1897Edith BowenI never believed the fantasy would last forever. There were no tears in my eyes as I stood on the platform beside my packed bags. Mr. Stark had felt it best if we… Read More
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