If My Heart Had Windows

you I thought I was very handsome back in those days, I had soft, dark brown hair, I went to the gym every day, I was fit and healthy, personally I thought I was a ladies man and I still am (I think). Anyways, I was almost home and then my mind turns blank. Blank. I can’t remember what happened to me but I remember what happened after… My eyes slowly opened. My vision was blurred but I could see two of everything. I could smell leather. My hands were trembling, I didn’t even have the energy to…

It was early Christmas morning in Los Angeles, California. I woke up feeling like many kids felt when they woke up that morning, with excitement. I put on my clothes and rushed down stairs to find only one present under the tree. I looked at the name tag for who it was for, it was for me. I picked it up and shook it, I couldn’t hear anything. I ripped it open to find a piece of paper. The paper said ‘You have been chosen out of a special group to go undercover and fight crime over the world’. I…

Edgar Allan Poe has written many short stories and poems. His most know short stories and poems include The Pit and the Pendulum, The Tell-Tale Heart, and The Raven. In the book The Gold Bug and Other Tales and the poem The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe there are recurring themes in his stories The Pit and the Pendulum, The Tell-Tale Heart, and The Raven. The themes he uses often are terror, approaching death/ taunting death, and symbolism/metaphor. In The Pit and the Pendulum Poe experiences terror…

was about midnight, in December. A sound came at my door. But no one was there 2) I wanted the sun to arise again. I wanted to soak up all this information from my books because I was so sad about losing my Lenore. 3) My curtains would rustle and give a feeling I haven’t felt in a while. I wanted a visitor, I was wishing for a visitor. But there was nothing. 4) I begin to apologize for napping but I then realize that no one is at my door. 5) I stood there looking into the…

OPENING; I wake to the sound of my own screams and heart pulsing recklessly in my chest. I close my eyes, trying to rid myself of the night terror I have just experienced. I focus…

culture my eyes have not once made contact with. I was extremely excited to take such a journey, yet I had never felt such a pounding fear of the unknown strangle my thoughts,such as the one the day I boarded my flight. I traveled to Chiquimula, Guatemala for a mission trip along with my father and many friends from church. I originally thought was going on a trip for me to bless others in need. Little did I know my heart had a need of its own, and God met that very need during this time in my…

with a layer of gray yarn; the snowflakes like the thousand butterflies flies toward the windows, some naughty hitted the one side of window glass, and some danced to the other side. I stepped into a brown building and straight to the main office. After I registered, a lady with an amiable smile, who I know laterly as Mrs. White, greeted me with a zealous voice “ Welcome to Hillside Middle School, Yiwen.” My first school day in United State was begin. Mrs. White tried to use the simplest…

down my neck, causing me to shiver and look towards the window. Wind swept through the cracks and leaked into the barn in which I was staying, causing my nose to take in the beautiful smells. My body tensed up, ready to go out and play, but I couldn’t, not yet. Once it gets dark, I told myself, then I can. The muscles in my arms and legs loosened a bit, realizing that they would not be needed, but my heart still pumped madly in my chest. The beats that sounded as loud as a drum thudded in my…

The satchel had been my best find in a while from the thrift store. The leather was kind of beaten, but that made it all the more appealing to me. That bag already had a life without me. Maybe it was some drug runner's money bag. Maybe it had belonged to a spy who'd used it undercover and had no more need of it. But whoever it was liked strawberry chapstick. I found a half finished one in the bottom along with some old gum wrappers and crumbs of some sort. I myself preferred mint though. Mint…

a hero felt, until I looked through the window. During the summer of 2009, I finally new that I am a good person. That travel was full of emotions, I felt good about myself but, also angry at people that I didn't even knew. My family and I were driving from a city called Iquique to another one called Calama. I didn't expect that looking through a car window would make me realize how bad people can be. I could not believe that we traveled in a day that had the highest temperatures of the year.…