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Darkness, all I could see was a black hole of twilight devouring what was left of the rim of light far beneath the cage. An ice cold breeze threw me upward. My heart was pounding; I could feel my heart leaving my rib cage, faster, and faster. The chains attached to the cage rattled as the vibrations flustered my thoughts. I was rising, the light below had disappeared. The upward motion sent my stomach across the cage. I started crawling to my stomach, reaching for food and water like a beast to…

Only half an hour to go. The clicking noise of the sewing machines pounded, hammering away at the headache I always got towards the end of the day. My hands were heavier and I longed to be rid of the claustrophobic tables. “Did you hear that Violet in our building got engaged to a man in Virginia? I envy her for she plans to move with him after their marriage in the fall,” the girl sitting next to me blurted out. Beckie lived in the same building as me and was quite a plethora of information. I…

Have you ever seen your bone before? I know I have and it didn’t feel the best. This is when I broke my arm on my dirt bike that is 45 years old. I bought my dirt bike in 2016 from my uncle. I bought it for $400. It was a 1972 Suzuki 125cc. It became a horrible idea to ride it about 6 months later or at least how I was riding it on that day. When I rode my dirt bike I rode it fast and did a lot of sharp turns when I was riding it and when I rode it it was almost always really dry. One day…

At the height of my removal from my present, realism did snatch me back and when it did I inquired of Alexis, “Did you bring your swimsuit?” “No.” Alexis said. “Don’t you want to swim in the cenote today?” I asked. “No. I’ve been here as an exchange student for almost a year, Grandma. Remember? I’ve swam in it before,” Alexis informed me; then removed my hand which had held onto her arm since the start of our treacherous decent. She placed her hand on my shoulder and looked…

Canessa was reluctant; his fear had its hands wrapped around him, holding him back. He watched as Parrado cautiously set one foot into the jetting river, shivering as he did so. Parrado looked back at Canessa, whose eyes where filled with dread, and called out through gasped breaths, “If you stay there you’ll die, if you take a chance then you might survive. Come on.” Realising he couldn’t last on his own, Canessa waded into the river following Parrado. They were now both surrounded by water…

“Nerve, nerve, nerve!” he panted, as he dashed along. A blue gap showed between the trees dead ahead. Ever nearer drew the hounds. Rainsford forced himself on toward that gap. He reached it. It was the shore of the sea. Across a cove he could see the gloomy gray stone of the château. Twenty feet below him the sea rumbled and hissed. Rainsford hesitated. He heard the hounds... He had nowhere to run. His life flashed before his eyes, all those times that he had his sights on a gazelle or tiger…

Inhale...exhale...inhale...exhale. Ginormous feet thundered behind me. How close was this monster? How close was this despicable beast? Was it huge and scary? Oh no, but it's legs were strong and powerful and the endurance this monster had made it hard to stay ahead. Thump...thump...thump. My racing heart matched the beat of this monster's feet. I had worked and ran and pushed myself too much to give it up now because this is where it counted. I didn't want to be left out of the pack or have…

THE FISHHOOK By:Jackson Gray Fishing, it’s fun right, not if this happens it’s not! One summer afternoon I went fishing off a dock with my Uncle Andy and my cousin Logan. At first it was just us fishing, a nice family get together. A little bit later Mom and Dad came to watch us fish. We kept fishing and fishing and then it happens! I sat down unaware of the fishhook stuck in the cracks of the docks. As I put my hand down I felt a little pain. Then it got stronger and stronger and then in…

I was terrified! Completely frozen with fear! What, oh what could this monstrosity be? Oh, what a terrifying monster! The hateful, gleaming eyes, the rancid breath, and its horrible, horrible sound. (#2 & #1) It was a sound filled with the overcoming essence of dread and death It must have been infused with the caw that of a copse fowl and the hiss of a snake. What shall I do? Must I slay, divert, or simply run from this wretched beast? I see an exit. Would I make it, or would I be caught in its…

"It's part of life to have obstacles. It's about overcoming obstacles; that's the key to happiness" (Herbie Hancock). Everyone has obstacles in life. It does not matter whether the obstacle is big or small; what matters is how one overcomes the obstacle. From personal bullying and mistreatment experiences, I know that it is important to have faith and patience in order to overcome obstacles. For years, I have faced bullying for being disabled. Due to osteosarcoma, I limped when I walked and…