Creative Writing Essays

The Field The insane feeling that you get when running out to your position on the field butterflies in your stomach not thinking about anything other than getting there as fast as possible. Stop and smelling the amazing fresh air hearing the birds chirping. Hearing the umps yelling “let’s play ball” everyone cheering, first pitch is thrown heart sinks to your feet as you watch it spin till it snaps the catcher's glove, “Strike one” feeling relief your heart goes back to where it is suppose…

Pony and I lay there in the woods watching the stars. As Pony went home I started to doze off as I watched the stars. As I was sleeping, Ponyboy woke me up with an aggressive tug & push, “come on Johnny, we’re getting out of here” Pony began, “we’re going far away” he continued. I didn’t know what happened or what was wrong but I just followed Pony’s lead. Pony and I went to the park, greaser territory. As Pony and I sit and talk a blue Mustang pulled up, it was the SOCS. “This is greaser…

Panic filled me as I came to. I jolted out of my position, whoever was next to me jumped, but I didn’t care, all that was on my mind was to get Ventus back. I was still stuck in the moment where I was helpless to save him. I tried to scramble out of the bed I was in, but a hand on my shoulder pulled me out of my state of panic. “Vanitas! Calm down, boy!” Fraun said. I paused sucking in a deep breath to calm myself before I spoke again. “Did you guys get Ventus? They stole him…. Damn…

His remarks were not meant as compliments, but he did not miss the playful glint that crossed her eyes when she took them as such. She was laughing gleefully, as though proud of such detrimental traits; he could not tell, whether it was a mix of her narcissism, arrogance, or perhaps, judging by her previous actions, results of insanity, a deranged personality. To him, she was a conundrum of sorts; dangerous, and unavoidable. She took a step towards him, before hopping onto and over the bar top…

The weather was cold, rain clouds had cloaked the sky in despair. The music rang out like echoing children. The rain started to trickle down now making me cold. Not feeling safe here I began to run. I ran, and I ran and I ran till I couldn't do it any more. I still wasn't out of the city. I could still hear the songs play. Fell to the ground now feeling safer, even if I wasn't completely satisfied. The clouds grew thicker and then it wasn't much of a sprinkle but now a downpour. This was the…

It’s been ten years of this marriage and I can’t take it anymore, I want to leave but I don’t know how to get out. I've asked for a divorce bu but tells me no each time, I feel like a prisoner to this man, he just keeps me around to take care of the house when he's gone, I'm scared for my life, he's never hit me but when he drinks he becomes very violent. I need to get out before he hurts me. I can hear him coming in the house the clicks of his boots, rumble through the house it gets louder as…

(My POV) I gripped Winter Stream's saddle tightly. She looked down at the Swirling waves below. She knew that if she fell, it would be the death of her. She shook the thought away and looked ahead. Fog was swirling just beyond a sea stack close by, blocking her view of the islands that were nearby. The expedition was about to start and everyone was anxious. I looked over to Flower and she signaled and to begin the expedition. Everyone took off in the direction of the sea stack ahead. I followed…

19 – Unsure The memory of Idmaer plagued Edoma, preventing any semblance of a good night’s rest. He had looked so helpless in shackles. She knew him to be anything but, even bound in chains she could see his mind working to figure a way out of it. But there wasn’t such a way. He was no longer the man she had loved, if that man had ever even existed. To think he had stolen the grimoire from the First Priest’s tomb, all those years ago, and never told her about it. And then he had used the magic…

Walking down the trail the branches covered in leaves were close enough to tickle my shoulder. Flowers of bright, vibrant colors were everywhere. I could see red, pink and blue colors, it was as if I was looking at a rainbow, but-they-were-flowers. Suddenly this amazing sweet smell entered my nose, the smell turned into a taste that made my mouth water, what is that? Kiwi, my scented hand lotion, it is Kiwi hand lotion, the smell is adding to the beauty that surrounds me. Why are all these…

“Ray-Ray! Watch where you are going!” yelled Kalia, the popular, obnoxious girl who despised me with every part of her nonexistent soul. I continued walking, slipping my earbuds into my ears in order to hinder the sound of her constant tremors.The yells behind me intensified and I began to run, apart from my lack of physical endurance or stamina.I was the victim of their constant harassment, and my mind could not help wonder why. Was it jealousy? Envy, perhaps? But the question was what was…