Control room

choice—their, there, or they're. 1. Unable to tolerate the dust one moment longer, Elizabeth spent the afternoon cleaning the living room tables and shelves. Now __________ slippery with furniture polish, glowing in the sunlight that spills through the open window. 2. "Oh, no! _________ are lima beans on my plate!" screamed Noel before he fainted with a thud on the dining room floor. 3. Nothing makes Diane’s cat Big Toe Joe happier than a laundry basket full of fresh warm towels. _________ he…

It was exactly 1:37PM when a call from the main office came through over the PA System that I was to report to the office to be released to my mom’s companion, Barbara. After the call came and I gathered my paraphernalia, I cogitated what could cause me to have to be released from class and be picked up so soon. “Did I have to go to the dentist to finish my root canal? No, that was last weekend. My shots for 6th grade? That was done too! Whats going on!?” I interrogated myself in my mind. I…

this huge wall, we will see a door on the left side of that wall. That doorway leads to a room with two rows of seating and a huge space in the middle where prisoners would fight. This is similar to the Coliseum in Rome, Italy where people of the city, rich and poor, would gather to watch gladiators fight for their lives. Speaking of prisoners, there is a gate that separates the arena from a cold, damp room that prisoners are kept in the dungeon. The dungeon will contain five cells and every day…

never dreamed such a thing was possible. Not even Ruby had allowed him that. The most she’d ever allowed him was to wash her back at bath time, and that was it. This morning, however, was different. This morning, he’d elected to stay alone in his room and leave…

Josh looked around, observing every detail of the room he was in. Men in suits and suitcases filled every part of the room. Yep, it was official, he so did not belong there. His old torn, neon colored jacket stood out painfully in comparison to everyone else. He felt a hand on his shoulder, a hand he knew very well. The hand belonged to Michael, his brother-in-law for six years. “Don’t worry, just relax, they smell fear,” Michael whispered in his ear, before pulling away with a childish grin.…

sensation all throughout him. His panic- stricken body was screaming for him to flee towards the exit but he felt paralysed. Jonas used all his remaining thought and immediately ran to an oversized wooden door, an assumed exit to escape the tightly packed room.…

On August 7, 2017 our school had a very unpleasant visitor. Now the day went on like any other day, we had a substitute which was rare, Ms. Johnson doesn’t like missing school days. The sub was calling role which made the classroom pretty quiet. “Alright it seems as if everyone is here today,” the sub states. The announcements bell came on but it didn’t start out with good morning Bay Springs Middle school, it came on starting with “ This is Marti Stephens, and there is an intruder in the…

picking skills from his youth would come in handy for this, as the locks on the boxes were not even close to as elaborate as the main vault in the bank. First, Al would walk into the bank and ask to open his safety deposit box. Then, when he was in the room with all of them, he would ask for some privacy. When the bank workers go away he would go into his bag and take out some plaster. Al would then throw the plaster onto the security cameras, so the bank workers who monitor the security cameras…

Bam! This was the day which will cause me to listen to people more. The day I busted my head open was when I was eleven on a Monday morning right before me and my brother went to school, which started at 8:10 a.m. This morning was supposed to be a let’s-have-fun kind of morning. In the morning I woke up at six thirty to get ready for school; thinking about how the day would consist of learning, eating, and recess, and I went to the kitchen to eat breakfast. Hence, I chose to eat frosted flakes…

With bewildered eyes and a puzzled mind, I sat quietly in my chair. “Jenny, what is y-intercept?” the teacher asked. Although I knew the exact answer, I kept silent and bowed my head, my uncontrollable shyness barricading me to speak in public. Students all stared at me directly with the chaos of expressions, and my face blushed and burned instantly. I was most embarrassed since the whole class had witnessed my dilemma. That is who I was, evading every challenge because of diffidence. As the…