A heavy sigh echoed though the small dank space, followed by a low humorless laugh. Oliver carefully shifted his precarious footing in the soft muck beneath the dark murky water, grimacing as the mud oozed deeper into his boots. He raised his eyes toward the circle of dim light a mere five feet beyond his reach. His eyes lowered to study the wall of algae covered green stones that lined the well shaft…well that had lined most of the shaft. An angry scar of exposed red clay marred a large portion of the wall above where he had attempted to climb out nearly a half hour earlier, the missing stones lost somewhere in the ice cold water below.…
The adrenaline was pumping through my veins and I couldn’t stop despite the fact that my lungs felt as if there were icy shards lodged in my chest. Haunted figures of the men that destroyed my life as I knew it flashed before my eyes as I lept over crates and pushed down trash cans behind me, my path marked by a riddled maze of rotted food and old possessions. The tears in my eyes were no longer tears,but streaks of moisture…
Wiping my tears from my face, I released how silent the house was, the bathroom illuminated with an eerie glow, a feeling of dread settled itself at the pit of my stomach, my self-loathing and rage replaced by fear. The reticence only served to accentuate my feeling of vulnerability. A wave of nausea hit me again, staggering to my feet, I hobbled to the phone. The police had to know about Ariels death before the killer struck again, I let out a weak laugh, trying to mask my growing trepidation, a tinge of desperation laced my voice as I narrated the situation, my vulnerability grew by the second. A second wave of nausea hit me, a deluge of blood and vomit disemboguing from my mouth, a sickly amalgam of blood and chunks of vomit caking my legs and the floor around me.…
Sports play a big role in many peoples’ lives. In fact, according to a 2014 poll by TV show "60 Minutes" and Vanity Fair magazine, 90 percent of Americans watch sports. Many of those people have participated in some sort of sport, sometime in their life. Chances are, those 90 percent of people are watching sports like football, baseball, soccer, and golf. What many people don’t know is that there are many different sports that include horses.…
Waldeinsamkeit I first notice the sting of the crisp air as I filled my lungs with a breath. The wind was brushing my hair across my face; slightly blurring my vision. I walked along the grass path towards my horse, Ruby. His mane was knotted and had grown in length. His eyes were full of mystery and deep colors.…
Jane sensed being stared at in the street and looking round she saw him - a local man, dressed in white trousers and long sleeved shirt, wearing a turban. There was no disputing the fact that he was trying to catch up with her. She felt her heart race and moved as though her life depended on it. Her blood raced and her pulse quickened. The sweat poured from every orifice in her body.…
The night sky was black with grey clouds, the wind was howling. I could sense some fear in a old womens farm. As my friends and I were hiding in the to old barn behind where they put the horses in. The sense of fear grew stronger and stronger as I scratched my paws against the warped barn doors. The others creeped slowly coming from the north to the front porched tried ripping the sod, so they could get into the house.…
What is a “Sissysitter?”I fill the qualifications in full for many peoples assumptions of their perfect man. I am big, white, and dumb and I milk that for every single thing I can. To many I’m just a thing and I take the good with the bad and I also do not believe that negative publicity is a ‘thing.’…
Classified as a complex brain disease, SUD is treatable, according to the USA National Institute of Drug Abuse (NIDA) principles of treatment [NIDA, 2008]. Given the aforementioned multiple factors, contributing to the development of SUD, its complex presentation, and associated disease burden; treatment of SUD is rated as significantly challenging. Delivering effective SUD treatment and care requires a comprehensive response, illustrated as core services and interventions delivered, within a supportive medical, mental, health, psychological, social; which comprise of housing, transportation, and educational services in addition to vocational and employment, legal and family interventions [Ehterige, Hubbard, Anderson, Caddock Flynn 1997].…
“Let’s go tobogganing in Mooney’s Bay,” my friend Henry suggested. After that, we decided to meet up at Mooney’s bay at 3 o’clock sharp. This was my first winter in Canada and I felt quite nervous about tobogganing. I was in second grade at the time and I was terribly afraid of the possibility of injuring myself.…
I was running my umbrella kept catching the wind and slowing me down. That thing kept following me… At least the umbrella protected me from that creature’s slobber… I started to cry racing along the empty street. I wish I hadn't tried to run away… At least not today… I had gotten into a fight with my older brother, My only caretaker. The rain had been falling down and the plump drops of water dripped onto the pavement bursting open…
The wind blew fiercely making my hair knot and rat with tangles. I sat down in the middle of the pasture, my horse grazing beside me. The fierceness of the wind did not frighten me, nor did the howl of the dark trees. To me, it was all rather peaceful, a part of my home.…
Have you ever fainted? Let me tell you it’s one of the most perplexing things that has ever happened in my life. It’s happened to me not once but, twice, twice, and I’m still not used to it. Trust me, it’s not a pleasurable thing. I have had many spine-chilling things happen in my life, but this is one of those unnerving things that you can’t control or even remember.…
Sywin’s way When nothing but a cub, Hakna was nothing to his mother. He was raised in a den on the far side of the mountain. All of his wolf family including his mother, father, and six siblings, were a bright white. Hakna was black. All of his family had black eyes, not Hakna, his eyes were purple.…
My head was pounding with an unceasing thud thud, thud thud, thud thud. I opened my eyes and scrutinize my body for reasons why I felt pain. Red blood oozed out of a gashed wound on my thigh. I felt, I felt, I felt, I don’t know the word to how I felt.…