Yesterday I went up to Sheila Mant while she was playing softball. I asked her on a date. She said that she would go to the concert with me. Then we arranged when I was going to pick her up for the concert. Then I was so excited!…
He watched the woman disappear through the same side door Susan had used upon her arrival. There was another fifty feet or so before Jim reached the same spot across town. When he rushed past the picture window of the building, he completely ignored the worn out sign proclaiming: Mama’s House of Pain. Jim headed directly for the door the woman had stepped through seconds before. He turned the knob to find it unlocked and walked inside without hesitation.…
Once you’re born you only get one life, not everyone lives long enough to experience different things. Growing up I was told I wasn’t going to finish school, being told I won’t get nowhere in life without an education is heartbreaking. I was tired of the negativity so I came across this program called “Fresh Start” ran by Penn foster. I bet you’re wondering how I got into the program and what I’ve been through to get where I am now once you continue reading you’ll find out why. Everything happen back on 2009 October 26 to be exact.…
Harper Wilson didn't like to be around anyone she had isolated herself from society because she was different from everyone else. Many say that when you look into her eyes you can see the blue ocean and that her hair was as dark as the night, long and beautiful. Harper was only seventeen years old with a double life she was a high school student in the morning and as the sun went down for the night she was a completely different person. Rumors say that she was drug addict others that she was constantly abused by her father; no one knew the truth of Harper's disappearance at night. Each day she had to rush out of school, everyone questioned themselves where could she possibly be going in such a rush?…
This story is about Bob. He is a blobfish. He has a daughter named Sarah and a wife named Melissa. They are in their living room one day and that is where it all went wrong. “ Hey Sarah, time for breakfast,” said Melissa, “we have to get there before all the other fish so we get the good stuff.”…
All of these things put a smile on her face and bring out the best in her. She is able to forget about all the hard times in life while she’s with these people. Problems The major problem that Sarah focused on while I was talking to her was that she does not like when other people talk badly about her condition.…
(62)Fire and Ice. Haines pond. A large pond, two acres. Saturday, April 14, 1962, opening day of trout fishing season. I was running.…
Sitting in a circle besides her squad, Shannon Edwards is always laughing. She laughs at others jokes and silliness. Although, Shannon looks very serious, she is very goofy herself. This year, Shannon cracked up the whole squad by dancing dinosaur motions. Everyone left wiping there tears out of their eyes that day.…
Perhaps it was aloof of me to venture for a different response. It would be too abstract to believe from anyone. My classmates are mindless slaves that see no difference. Like diverse citizens given the same speech about drinking and driving, or how to help with a natural disaster half a planet away. I grow tired.…
October 12th. The day that I,Heather Kubel, a freshman at Sierra Lutheran High School, would have embedded in my memory forever. The day that I will always be able to remember the exact details, despite the shudder that would come from recalling it. I had had a pretty basic life up to now. I had an older brother in college and two parents who had taken me to church every Sunday since I was a little girl; despite the fact that my father and the rest of my family were Jewish.…
The House of Dolls I wake up panting and screaming not knowing where I’m at. All I can say or think about is Yuri. ‘’Yuri! Where is Yuri!’’ as I’m screaming I see nurses and police rush into my room.…
My sweet girl was a very good student, and by her own account, not very popular at school full of kids from local villages. May be because the family life was not always sunny, she became mature quite early and became my friend, confidant and advisor by the age of 11 or 12 (that dynamic had never changed). She was my biggest supporter along with my father. My father: I could talk about him for a long time. He and mom represented the entire generation of unlucky people born in Russia in the beginning of that dreadful XX century: World War I, hunger, Russian Revolution, hunger, Soviet reality, World War II, more hunger, and many unfulfilled dreams.…
I got to my dad's, and saw my dad waiting to see me. I smiled, and hugged him. “Hi dad!” I smiled. He replied with a hello as well.…
Andrew O’Kula A small streak of pink began to emanate from a slim point along the horizon as the late afternoon slipped into the evening. There had not been a cloud in the sky to ruin this beautiful picture the sky had created all day. And being that it was still early in June, that had turned out to be a very long day. Our hands were covered in dirt while our arms glistened with a thin sheet of sweat.…
“Oh my gosh”, I whispered with dread as i stared at the bright computer screen. I was in the middle of my classroom with people talking and laughing, but not me. “That’s the worst grade i’ve ever had.” I need to have more responsibility... It was just a normal friday afternoon, kids getting excited about the weekend; school was almost done.…