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IMPETUS: the force by which a body moves. A single flickering street lamp illuminated the abandoned streets below. Ash danced on the wind, interrupted by the charred, black skeletons of what had once been sturdy foundations to village houses, coating the parts of the street where there was still gasoline with burnt memories. It settled on the occasional corpse, mimicking skin where the muscle had been touched by fire, drawing halos of gray chalk around the shattered skulls of innocents that had…

One day in the land of Cavelero mid high school there was a day that no one dared to say monday the day where there was sadness and loneliness every where in the school. Students were in blue everywhere you would hear weeping and cries from too much homework and yet the teachers did nothing cause they were the ones who loved monday's hearing everyone sad and lonely it made them so happy on that same day their was a girl named Ryan who was also a student in the land of cavelero mid high as he was…

It was the first day of summer in sunny Arizona, but of course it is always summer in Arizona everyday all throughout mid-December where there are some type of icy frost on the road and trees. The only thing that seemed too cool off the people here including their temper and attitudes it was the same everyday hot, sticky and stuffy no sign of movement of weather. The clouds just made a big circle around the city as is trying to avoid this place. It was the same everyday wake up in the morning…

Everything was quiet except for those heartfelt words. We watched him trying to stay afloat and not drown in his sadness and disbelief. It was a gray sky on Friday, April 21, 2014. It was some time in the evening, we were in the funeral home all day I didn’t have time to check. Outside, everything was cold and looked as though a single poke could make the sky rain. Inside, was eerily nice and warm, in addition with the old musty stench of death the place; it was almost unbearable. Everything…

A light drizzle tapped the roofs of houses, and the heads of people. A large storm came in a few days ago from the east and the remnants are still lingering throughout the air. Cold, and muggy, the air clings to the faces of bystanders. The paper white breath of people stay in the air for a split second and disappear after only a few milliseconds. Wind dashes throughout the town. Weaving in and out of alleyways, through the streets, and over the top of buildings. Smoke billows from chimneys.…

Michael stepped from the doors into an arid desert wind and found himself on a dusty, winding road carpeted on either side by rolling yellow sands. He looked back for the bus, but it was gone. "Find the road and just keep walking," was the only advice that he had, an so he set his sights on a distant horizon and began to walk. There was a flash of blinding sunlight, and suddenly he was in-- The midst of an abandoned metropolis. The concrete in front of her was cracked and blades of grass…

He kissed the scars that lay on her wrist – inflamed and raised over the rest of her skin. He still thinks she’s beautiful, no matter what they said. She is stronger than the others, well; at least that’s what everyone thinks. As she moved her arm – snaking it away from his grasp – he grabbed her hand and held it tight, intertwining his fingers through hers like an unfinished puzzle. Her gaze focused on the sand underneath her tanned, gentle feet; that seeped in between her toes. The feeling of…

The wind ruffled the leaves as Edgar walked through the woods. He noted that, in comparison to the sun’s radiant heat, it was a refreshing breeze. He stopped in his tracks, stood up straight, and took in the sights and sounds and smells of the forest. Edgar was fond of his pattern of absorbing everything around him, and then focussing in on a single detail that he found interesting in that moment. Edgar felt godlike whenever he viewed his environment as a whole. He could see and feel everything…

Imagine you are walking in a park, and you begin to notice all of these smells. They range from the surrounding restaurants, to the rushing river, and the pine trees that fill the park. A park that is described in this way is Riverfront Park, and Riverfront Park is filled with smells to entice the people that visit. When I hear people talking about Riverfront Park, my mind floods with all of the great smells of food in the park. Riverfront Park is not like your ordinary park, its full blown…

On September 8th, 2017 in the small city Altoona, Iowa, it was a very dark and rainy night when Liam and Quinn were just getting ready to go home from a long stressful day of working at Cinemark when they both realized that the whale was completely overflowing with trash from that night. Quinn was one of the crew leaders of the ushers at Cinemark but she wasn’t old enough to take out the trash to the compactor to load and start it, luckily for Quinn, Liam was old enough to take it out. When…