Dead Man Walking

mom," I say, and release my grip on the car. "See you at 3!" My mom waves as her old, beat-up black Suburban coasts down the school driveway and disappears from sight. I sigh, and walk up to my new school. I'm not alone- many other students are walking in too, but I doubt that they're new. Laguna Creek isn't the type of school that's constantly receiving new students. I reach the doors, store my things in my locker, and…

The Walking Dead: Era of Zombies Living in a real-life zombie apocalypse where your day-to-day endeavors include facing hordes of the undead, dwindling supplies, and encountering dangerous strangers lurking in the woods can make the most formidable characters cower in fear. This show can utilize the horrors of a post-apocalyptic world and create a group of survivors holding on to their humanity a family that will do anything for one another. This is the world of The Walking Dead. There have been…

SLAM! "Another beautiful hit from number 23! Looks like it's going straight for the outfield!" Adrenaline pumps through my legs as I round the field, zooming straight for second base. By the time I reached second, the outfielders had reached the ball, and were getting ready to throw it in. I pumped my legs harder, until I was at my full speed. I rounded the corner to third base as the ball was thrown to the infield. "Folks, hold on to your seats, this is about to be the most intense game…

The Stalking Dead I was running away from the strange man who kept following me. Everywhere I went he was there. I was trying to escape him, but every turn, corner, or street, he was there. He kept telling me “it’s time just accept it.” As I was running away, he kept stopping in front of me. I was starting to freak out, but kept telling myself “stay calm” but that didn’t work. When I got to my house, there he was sitting on my doorstep. Also next to him there was an hourglass tipped over.…

I stood up in the grassy clearing. Hoarfrost still covered the pine trees, and I could feel the cold pulling me into its cold embrace. I blew into my hands, trying to keep warm. The first thing I noticed was a small sack, wreathed in a vague, shining glow. I bent down towards it, and a small pop-up materialized in front of my eyes. Bag (not searched) I opened the bag, and the popup vanished. Two screens appeared in front of me. On one screen, four squares. Two of them were occupied by a dagger…

at it and saw a bat, so I grabbed it and went upstairs.As I reached the top I turned around stopped to listen, and I heard footsteps in the far room, so I started to walk to the room and opened the door quickly and got ready to swing.I saw Micheal walking around trying to get all of his equipment for all of the electrical things to make the house seem haunted.Also with a bear suit on a bed.I raised the bat, and he ran at me with a knife and knocked me to the floor, and the bat flew loose, and he…

clean. She had partially forgotten that this hunting trip was supposed to be quick, but it felt good to be in this form. To run around, to hunt, to even play in the water like a young pup. She craved being a wolf, despite being wanted as a prize by the man who runs this territory. She pulled her face out of the water and then shook about, figuring she was clean enough. Still distracted by the water, she sat and lapped at the water, taking a drink. It took her just a few seconds too long to…

Jaylynn laughed, “There this thing that had came out it’s called a washer and dryer, you should try it” he reminded. “Shut up” Greg requested while walking toward their school. By the time the got in the outdoor hallway of their school the bell had rung. Greg and Jaylynn parted ways and went to class .through 1-2 period he spent his time texting his friend about the fun friday night Jaylynn has planned…

He always thought they looked like cotton candy. Thick, melty, sugary cotton candy was his favorite. He often dreamed about it while he was away at work, his least favorite thing. He worked in an office, which is already terrifying enough. He was walking home from work that day, briefcase in his right hand, discarded jacket in his left. He was staring up at the sky, daydreaming, when, quite suddenly, something hit him. It hit him quite hard, too. “Oof!” he managed out after the bike hit him…

Man and Nature Experiences shape the way we view and inform our being on how we proceed to do things or how we process them personally. Ever since the humans have walked on earth, we have coexisted with nature and try to understand how it all work. In the recent centuries, we romanticize or demonize nature as something eternal, ethereal, or powerful. From Kellert’s chapters in The Biophilia Hypothesis, there are nine elements that suggests reasons why we, humans, go to nature, and one of them is…