Creative Writing Essays

rotting among them? She probably smells no different now than when she lived,” he said. His men offered resounding laughter. “Before you die, you should know before that these Germanic bitches gasped for more Roman pleasure, even with their throats already cut. Seems they’d grown weary of sleeping with their Germanic dogs; men or mutts, I wonder?” With those words, his men were nearly in hysterics; the laughter, however, had distracted them from their surroundings. “So tell me, barbarian,…

"Luke?" A sick feeling washed over Annabeth. "You're still going to make me marry Luke, aren't you?" Her father opened his mouth to reply, but Annabeth was on the edge of hysteria. Her heart was pounding out of her chest and the blood was rushing to her head and she that this wasn't good at all for her so called "recovery" but she was too riled up to care. Her throat screamed in protest as she raised her voice to say, "Don't deny it! I saw Mother making the wedding dress with the seamstress. I…

Carmilla is home, sitting on her couch in her black sleep shorts and red tank. She’s off from work today and she couldn’t be happier. She got to sleep in, make some breakfast and now watch crappy game shows on the television. Having a screaming fight with Drew Carey on The Price is Right, the episode gets cut short by a news broadcast. “This is Silas Breaking News. Good morning everyone. I am Julia Cochrane and I apologize for the interruption of The Price is Right. We have some breaking news…

Through you Kobe looked out over the horizon as the Colorado sun began to set and wondered if his feeling of helplessness and lost hope would ever seize to exist. It was December 7th, 1997, “it has only been 7 months” he thought out loud to himself. Kobe sat on the ledge of the cliff, missing his father more and more each day, he missed his laugh and the way he smiled at his son every time Kobe scored in a basketball game, he missed fishing with his father, and watching football on Sunday…

Old dusty clothes draped over the old faded grey rickety chair, resting in the corner. The pitch black wallpaper ridiculed with silver spider webs obscuring the majority of the walls, with the windowed wall disintegrated from the events of the world. The single bed relaxes alone in the corner of this confined space. The small abandoned bed, with its childish bright blue duvet, faded from time, neatly made mocking itself and the rest of the room with its emptiness. The dark wooden…

Sometimes all Nico needs is a little push. An actual one. Right between the shoulderblades to be exact. Thank you Annabeth. I’d noticed Nico staring at Reyna for weeks now. I always notice more than is good for me. Like, say, one day, I noticed Nico standing just the right distance away from Reyna that a good push would send him toppling into her. Most likely he’d hit her. So I decided to play Matchmaker. I reached diagonal from where I was sitting with Percy and pushed right between the…

The moans surrounded my head and the weariness of the sounds spooked the forest. I could not concentrate on what the sound was and most importantly who were making those sounds. I had no idea what to do I was just frozen in place. Then, I remembered the poem that we found in the middle of the cabin remember what makes your friends light up, you might not have seen close up. I closed my eyes and brought the three of our heads together and remembering all of the fun times we shared. When I…

Riley perched herself on the edge of the cabin bed, absentmindedly following routine and pulling on her combat boots, thick and heavy, ready for fighting. Moonlight was seeping through the gaps in the blacked out windows; there was a gentle spring breeze making its way through the log cabin walls. She was small for her age of 14 but she had strength and speed on her side. Riley could hear the other campers singing around the campfire and the subtle smells of burnt sugar from the marshmallows…

There was something different with the Ghost Zone. He didn't know if it was just him, or if was affecting the entire dimension, but whatever it was, Danny didn't like it. Every just felt... vacant, well, more so than usual. Even though his ghost form appeared crippled and mimicked his human appearance rather than his normal ghostly persona, he was still able to retain all his powers perfectly. So with no, preamble, Danny soared through the Ghost Zone, trying to remember the way to Clockwork's…

John Taylor, a proud man living in new orleans, wakes up to what appeared a normal day. John had received a voicemail on his wide screen. Familiar with advance technology he quickly realizes it's an emergency alert sent by his uncle. The emergency alert read “ tropical Depression twelve formed a category 1 hurricane over the bahamas at 5:00 pm EDT August 23, 2005.” If John wasn’t so tired from lifting weights last night he would have prevented the worst from happening. Instead he continues with…