Out of Sight

But, when he went to go get a drink of water, he found that it was full of mucky, disgusting sewer sludge. Deciding he was not thirsty, Raymond went out to anger and annoy more people. But this time, when he tried to spill water, it went on him. Now, it did not get him wet or but the people around him started laughing at him. Raymond, who did not like getting laughed at, tried to make the sewer rise…

where I can be alone. ~ I push the snow off the bench and plop down. The park is quiet and lonely; no one in sight except for me. I look at the jungle gym and study the frost on the bars. I wish for a damn miracle. I twirl my foot in the snow making an imperfect circle. I switch positions and feel the papers in my back pocket; I take them out and look at them. The one thing that stands out the most is 'parent signature ' in bold. Just thinking about walking in that house makings my stomach…

smoke and vomit almost made me change my mind about going in, but hunger and thirst won out. There were only a few people in the bar. Two men to the right of the door,…

It originated as just a normal October Wednesday in Pillager, MN. Eli was awoken from his deep slumber by his Dad at 9:00 am, just like every other day of the week. Once he finishes climbing out of his deep slumber, Eli grabs some clothes and gingerly heads up the stairs. Now Eli isn’t like most kids his age, which at this time he is 15 and in 10th grade, he has chronic hip pain and sleeps close to 18 hours a day. He has visited many doctors, been diagnosed with Lyme disease and many other…

slide open; the chill in the air sent goosebumps throughout my back, or it might have been the sight of my father’s watch, it was sitting in a basket with numbers written on it. The watch meant the world to us, my grandfather had given my father that watch when he was little. My grandfather passed away later, but my father always treasured that watch. We approached the front desk, in order to find out where my dad was. I soon realized that I should speak, since my mother didn’t know English or…

sooner, most people could never figure it out themselves, but I can’t help thinking about how irrational it all seems now. How could I actually think that as businessmen rush to work, coffee in tow, they’d have the time to point out my ratted mousey hair, or that mothers struggling to manage the babies propped on their hips even noticed how my stomach protrudes over my jeans. I shake the thoughts out of my head and rub my temples softly as I walk out of the door into the sterile halls. I…

thought she was saying. Not only not picking up on the tone of her voice and her actions prevented me from seeing that I was not really understanding what she was truly saying to me. It would have also helped us both if she had just come out and stated that she was moving out and going to a place that would be helping her on a twenty-four hour basis would have helped also. Being rushed through a conversation can also lead to miscommunication on both parties involved in that conversation. As…

explain how much I respect that. That is why you have and always will push me to be the very best I can be. That is why you want me to have a job, go to school, and do everything I need to do on a daily basis. You went through the adversity and you came out successful. Without following in your footsteps, I will never be able to appreciate hard work for what it truly is. Because of that, I think we can both agree that I need to be more responsible and independent from here on…

“Today is a the big day!” when he walked into the lab “We have to go out to Voodoo Village to finish up our surveillance on mosquitos.” This made me very nervous because when I remember in my home country of Haiti, Voodoo is a serious subject, nothing to play with. Though the thought of going to this place made me extremely uneasy. Second, I packed up my gear and got in the truck with him. Formerly, on a daily basis, Drew and I go out in the county…

Formal Analysis: David Bourdon and Gregory Battcock David Bourdon and Gregory Battcock is an oil on canvas piece by the artist Alice Neel. In this piece you see two seated men, one in suit and tie and the other only in underwear. Both men seem to be staring off into the distance with disinterest. This piece is actually a portrait of the openly gay couple. Alice specialized in portraits and bringing attention to features others usually didnt say much about although you could not help think of.…