Goosebumps

The Blue Man One stormy, foggy night I was sitting near the glass door, I was having a good time playing my video game. About 30 minutes later I got up to get a drink and came back to play. As soon as I took a seat I heard loud noises like branches cracking, then at the corner of my eye I saw a blue figure outside of the glass door, it passed by at the speed of a bullet. At that moment my heart was racing. My mind is telling me to crack the door open but my body said no. I went with my gut and…

Holding the join now between his fingertips at his hip, Jarryd was much more interested in the other drug in front of him; the one that could bring him even more pleasure. "Well, Riley." Jarryd whispered as her kiss raised goosebumps on his arms, and he shivered. Gently pushing her back against the wall, and pinning her with his torso, he lifted both hands displaying the gold band on his finger and smiled, "Well, do don't we both forget I'm…

never catching a glimpse of a shooting star as it whizzes past your murky window. Imagine never witnessing the illumination of Christmas lights on a frigid, December night. Imagine never perceiving the simple wonders of the world: autumn leaves, goosebumps, and sandy seashells. How could one live like this; how could one find the strength to carry on? This is where some may resort to literature. Literature can provide assistance and encouragement for a plethora of people powering through…

His original song “Vagabond Heart” a growing personal favorite, flaunts his range. From a soft spoken serenade to a powerful wane in a long breath. On thing Falana and Presner have in common is their incredible reach – it’s enough to give a girl Goosebumps. Mayer adds the person to the intimate atmosphere. Seeing Presner sitting on one of the bar stool on stage, basked in warm lighting, you can see him sharing parts of himself, in by his lyrics and the mesmerizing strum of each string. He is a…

I have encountered has shaped my academic journey. When I was a little girl I remember my mother reading Junie B. Jones books to me. Sometimes she would give me the book to to help me pronounce the words right. As a child I always thought that Goosebumps was a scary book to read, and I never wanted…

Reading and writing are key necessities in life, perhaps in the most minuscule of ways. In many aspects, these skills are a must in most societies. We should always ask ourselves, “Is it enough?”. What are we doing to ensure that we teach our future generations the importance of them? Majority of us have our own intricate stories detailing how exactly we learned to read or write. Some may be similar, but each with its own personal experience. Many of us may also have different stories in…

As he turned around I couldn't believe my eyes. I didn't know if I should believe what I saw. I was in complete shock that words couldn't come out of my mouth. In a blink of an eye, he was gone. I got the goosebumps down my body. I was really scared, so I ran back home. While I ran back home all that was going through my head was who could that guy be. Just as I walked in the door of the house , I had the intention to turn back and look again at the face of…

When i was a kid " about 12 years old" i discevered music, not really good music but still music, it was back in 2008 ,crazy, it was 9 years ago so you could say i have about 9 years of listening intensely to music, i first started listening what i thought was "cool" at the time , wich in todays world is litteraly and i mean extremely bad. It was called hiphop back in the day and what it was, basically you take a mixing board and smash it with a hammer , get someone to sing the same thing, and…

Being out on the lake was both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. It was like being at the top of a rollercoaster waiting for the first drop, the heart-squeezing plummet to certain death that was never quite fulfilled. I never said no to a day on the water. “Race you to the buoys?” My best friend is one of those girls you love one second and want to choke the next. Every day on the lake starts like this. “See ya!” I yell over my shoulder. Before she’s had a chance to say one…

Catharsis revolves around four friends, who lost a friend in high school and then alienated themselves from the rest of their friendship group. The death of a friend may affect the development of identity in teenagers in numerous ways. When teenagers experience the death of a friend, they have to then integrate an understanding of personal mortality, that is, they begin to appreciate and understand the fact that they will die too, and integrate that into their belief system and identity (Corr &…