Eye color

Every day the windows looked a bit less like eyes. Every day the porcelain cat on the steps began to look less and less like it was watching. It’s not that 218 Blenheim was no longer an imposing and somewhat diabolical entity in my life, and the lives of the rest of the children on Blenheim Road;…

As I open the soft, yellow curtains and walk into my room, the strong scent of sweaty clothes and stale food overwhelm me. There are filthy sports clothes piled up in the corner. Dirty socks, muddy cleats and wrinkled blazers are strewn across the floor. Leftover chips, half-emptied coke cans and empty candy packs lie on top of one of the desks. The smell of everything combined is haunting and terrible. A laptop is left open on the bed, showing a YouTube video. The sound of the movie video roars…

realized it was December 6th. She got dressed and ran out the door. She sat in the cafe as the waitress brought her regular order with an additional slice of vanilla cake. Many men walked in all with flushed faces and brown hair, but none had blue eyes. The sun was fully out now and there was still no sign of her sophic best friend. She got up and shuffled out the door in disappointment. Her birthday spirit diminished every time she saw a guy that was not the right one. She walked down to the…

Amlliq (um-sh-k) roused in his sleep from whimpering. Jumping up, startled, I quickly ran to him. He arose when I came, and began to cry softly. Anxiously, I lifted him up. He didn’t seem chilled, nor feverous. Deciding it was just a nightmare, I set him down in his bed. I kissed him on the forehead, and told him I loved him. Standing up, I saw as Amlliq immediately reached his hands up to me, and pouted. I chuckled softly. A mother’s boy. Rocking him back and forth…

The Jacket (Rough Draft) I threw my books on my bed and approached a jacket as if it were a beautiful stranger. That jacket was on my bed and it was one amazing black leather jacket with three silver belts made of metal. Then I yelled, “Mom is this my jacket?” “Yes” my Mother said. I screamed and threw my other old guacamole colored jacket on the floor that was saying “Put me back on.” I was so happy that old thing was out of my site. I ran around my room with that black leather jacket then…

Under those harrowing circumstances, an epiphany emerged, substituting the fear. I closed my eyes, and like a pornographic picture show, I saw all the physical follies that I've stumbled upon throughout my schoolyard gawkiness; Such as a grazed knee, a cut arm, a concussion, and other wounds that made me ululate without the leniency of a pax. It…

Applejack was swept backward from the shock of it, stumbling into the door as Claudia cowered against her. The girl's face clenched into her shoulder, both arms pressing around her waist. Afraid to reach out, afraid the girl might flinch away from her touch, she simply stood there, a passive recipient to the girl's terror, still and silent as dawn in the near-darkness. They were standing so close she could feel her bare knees brush the thin fabric of Claudia's jeans, the girl's breath wisping…

Always ahead of us, the heat made the beige sidewalk appear to be evaporating into the hot, oven like air of Arizona that burned the skin on my back, and shone into my blue eyes, blinding me. Worry and fear for the meager creature knotted in my chest. What if the feathery chick starved, or suffered from an illness? How would we care for the puny creature then? I suppose we could visit a vet, if a vet even knew how to care…

As the metal gates swung open, I jumped back with fear, bumping my mom. "Sorry mom, I'm really scared." I said, with my voice shaking. I looked down at my trembling hands as I climbed into the seat on my right. I pulled the padded bar over my head. I took a deep breath. "I'm so nervous!" The roller coaster started moving. Crack, crack, crack, slowly went the roller coaster. My hands started to tremble again. I focused on the crack, crack, crack to get my trembling hands off my mind. A slow turn…

herself. She eventually closed her eyes and fell asleep, the next thing she knew her alarm was screaming at her with loud beeping. She woke up with a sigh knowing that school started in an hour. She got out of her warm bed and got dressed in an army green sweater, gray jeans, and pulled on some brown boots. She walked out of her room and into the bathroom. She combed out her softly curled chocolate brown hair, and applied some gold winged eyeliner over her icy blue eyes and she dragged her…