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The sudden shiver down the back. Nails dug deep into the palm. Eyes that are begging to be closed buy are wide open. That right there is the feeling of terror. Terror. The feeling that is carved but hated all at once. Yet, hating it is why it is craved. Stephen king knows much about this for being an author in the horror genre. By being an author of such, he is able to account for terror and why it is a good thing. In his essay, “Why We Crave Horror Movies” he explains the want/need for terror…

WOULDN 'T reality be beautiful if love came knocking on your door? Your eyes would outshine luna, blood would creep up your neck to your cheeks and then to the tips of your ears, your lips would curve upwards mimicking a parabola, and your heart. My god, your fist-sized heart. One magical muscle. Your heart would race like it 's participating in the Olympics in the summer. It 'd give you such a high emotion that the first thought that crosses your mind will embarrasse you when you think…

It didn 't matter that this type of love I had for you was forbidden and unrequited, that someday others would notice these feelings or that you 'd never accept them, as long as I could continue being with you. Besides, I never could look at you as my big brother. To me, you were the only one who took care of me with all his might. No matter how things difficult got, you didn 't complain. When I think back on the days we spent together, when I finally realized that the love I had for you was the…

My eyes focused on the whiteboard as Coach’s pen formed X’s and O’s on the squeaky white surface. He looked at me, trying to give me that boost of confidence for the end of this game. “Alright guys listen up. Ryan has guarded their best player all game, it’s time we catch him off guard,” he said. I answered with a head nod, because my mouth was paper. A 6 foot 4 inch guy shouldn 't have any trouble guarding a guy 4 inches shorter than you, right? WRONG. I have been playing basketball since 5,…

As my heavy eyelids open, I immediately look out to identify the scenery around me. After two years of traveling, the landscapes begin to slowly blend together. The red ground tells me I’m in Arizona. No, it’s too flat. Arizona has miles of towering mountains that make you feel tiny in comparison. It must be Utah. No, there’s way too much green. Utah is so red you feel like you could drown in it. It’s New Mexico. New Mexico has seemingly endless roads of nothing that rarely lead to any place of…

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! with power washers and M-80s! One-eighth a stick of dynamite! She saved…

“You can get off now Callie” I slid off and Caramel jumped a little bit. Caramel Is a big scaredy cat, She hates new things and things she has seen at the barn one hundred times before. I walked caramel back to her stall to un-tack her. She goes straight to her food bowl like always. I took off her bridal and I heard the clinking of metal on her teeth as I took the bit out of her mouth. It felt slimy but I did not hold on to it for long. I slid her halter on to her head and walked her to the…

I took a deep breath and began pacing around the room. Thoughts were circling through my head. What about my friends? I won’t know anyone. A flurry of contradictory thoughts came in response. But you don’t know if it’s better there. I sat on my bed and let out an exhausted sigh. I had to choose between staying at my home school, or going to a new middle school that had just opened up called Metro. My mother had first heard of Metro through a neighbor whose son was starting. She was told about…

Critical Preface Going over the whole interview and realizing how many similar situations I have gone through with my Grandpa is what surprised me the most. This paper was completely different then I thought it was going to be. I assumed it would just be about me asking my grandpa questions and he just answers them and I’d put dialogue with a little bit of background information on paper. After I think about how I was going to originally start the paper I’m glad I realized that I need to change…

Finally, after 20 years of tracking him down, I found him alive in the back alleys of San Pedro Sula, Honduras. Even with dirt on his face, blood on his suit, and fear in his devil eyes, I didn’t feel one ounce of pity for him, I couldn’t, not after what he did to me. Our eyes locked, adrenaline rushed to my head, filling me up with hatred, making me grow stronger and more powerful than anything anyone could ever dream of, I was transforming into psycho Tom! Everything that has happened in my…