Oh My Gosh

I’m sitting in my apartment doing absolutely nothing. Maybe I’ll paint. But then again, I’m feeling very drowsy. It’s only 4 P.M. Must be the rain. Suddenly, my stomach starts to growl. I haven’t been grocery shopping yet so I guess I’ll make a PB&J sandwich. I turned on the stereo and ate. After I finished eating, I turned the stereo off, went into my room, and got some shut-eye. I jolted awake to the sound of my phone ringing. I looked at the time, it’s 8:00 P.M. Then, I see it’s my mom…

The soft voice spoke again “There was an attack at the military camp where you were stationed.” “What? What military camp?” I asked with my eyes finally adjusting with the light “The S.C.E military camp.” “Oh… wait… I remember now! Th- the explosion… It killed everyone!” I started to panic and then... It felt like I was walking around in my mind. Going through my memories…

the best summers I’ve ever had. The Blome’s always go to Texas. My family on the other hand had never been there before. The Blome family has a condo down in Rockport, which is where they always stay. Our family wasn’t going to the same place. We were going to be six hours away from them in a totally different area; then my mom got a text from Janay saying that we could stay with them in Rockport if we wanted to. When my parents asked my brother and I if that would be okay with us we told them…

The muggy evening Texas air brushes my dress as I coolly stood up at an intersection near College Vista. A couple of pedestrians oftentimes surveyed me suspiciously, I was fine with that until this one dude invited me to come with him due to the fact that he thought I was a street prostitute. But all is good, thanks to Abby’s trusty Taser Gun – it seems to me that he won’t exasperate me ever again. As agreed upon, Jake pulls up his car along the street at exactly 7:30. I hop inside the vehicle…

I have always had a bad habit of violating social norms whether it be raising my hand to use the bathroom, making loud noises in public, being completely silent when near close friends, or holding the door open at in awkward distance, or in awkward positions. One of my favorite social norms to break has always been awkward eye contact, or when someone else is staring at me, male or female I wink. I enjoy making people feel uncomfortable and violating social norms is the easiest way to do this,…

Hearing my name called through a microphone, I started walking up the stairs, onto the stage where my diploma waited. The piece of paper that signified the end of my high school career. All of the accomplishments and struggles I faced in those four years was acknowledged with this one piece of paper. “Thank you!” I said, shaking hands with the head of school and reaching out for the diploma. Starting my descent off stage I felt pride and relief. Waiting for me at the stairs was the teacher who…

to talk baby" ugh not Mr. James but at least he would come and take her of my hands. Because seeing her cry, I was digging myself a bigger hole but, the tears fell even harder. She covered her mouth not letting any sound escape, clutched onto her chest as if her heart was in her hand. I wanted to scoop her up right then and there, I couldn 't do it. She looked up at me and shook her head no, I don 't know why, but I nod my head yes. She moved over against the wall to let me open the door, "How…

As he was pulling up in the muddy driveway, He said to himself, “At least I don’t have to put up with Donk…” And there he was joyous to see Shrek. “Oh my gosh Shrek it really is you isn’t it.” “Yes Donkey it really is me. Look I don’t have the time to…” “I’ve been missing you. Am I saying that right? Where are my manners? We need some waffles oh boy do I love some waffles. “DONKEY” “Yea Shrek?” “Look I appreciate you trying to help out with moving but can you just leave me alone?” “Wha.. Why…

Pam, his mother, as she was in a meeting with Mrs. Principal. Mrs. Principal replied, “Well, Ryan is starting to act like his friend Mike, and I don’t believe Mike is the greatest influence on him due to the circumstances.” “What circumstances?” “Oh, haven’t you heard? Mike’s parents are getting divorced, and he isn’t taking it very well,” Mrs. Principal replied. “No, what happened? Why are Becky and John getting a divorce?” Before Mrs. Principal lowered her voice, leaned forward, and told…

and she proceeded to disappear. Lilly looked at me in a fit of antsy jitters. She made a squealing noise and her hands were a blur of smacks to my arm. Surprisingly, her feet were completely still. Feeling the way she looked at the moment I’m sure my face portrayed a look of anxious tension. “Eeeh eehHHe,” Lilly managed to get out. “Lilly, oh my gosh. What are we even doing? What if we mess up?” I responded rapidly. “I don’t know,” She answered. “Well atleast we took the opportunity. I…