Shear wall

The sound of a gun being fired startles me awake. Something’s wrong. I lay in bed a few moments more, too afraid to move. But then, when that gun fires again, I’m rolling out from under the covers, bare feet slapping against the wooden floor. I move with a single-minded purpose now, heading towards the door of my room. Twisting the knob, I push it open and poke my head out. Across the hall, Derek is mirroring my movements, a single finger pressed against his lips. He closes the door with…

In a typical home sits a family with no other intentions than any other house on any other street. Inside contains two parents, two children and two pets all living in regular rooms. In between the dining room and living room are three white and blue bowls with little black dog prints around it, that sit on a hardwood floor. The first two bowls belong to my other dog and for water but lastly the third bowl with a small chip in it, belonged to a dog named Sammy, named after the great Sammy Sosa…

I awoke to a blaring sound coming from downstairs, my parents left me alone for the night; I knew that they were not here. I hesitantly got out of bed and reached for my firearm and flashlight. As soon as I had them in my hands a sense of security had overcome me, until I headed out of my bedroom door. As I reached for the door knob, my heart began to race, my throat became dry, my palms were sweaty and my knees were weak, arms heavy. The door opened, a cold breeze hit my body and chills…

Old dusty clothes draped over the old faded grey rickety chair, resting in the corner. The pitch black wallpaper ridiculed with silver spider webs obscuring the majority of the walls, with the windowed wall disintegrated from the events of the world. The single bed relaxes alone in the corner of this confined space. The small abandoned bed, with its childish bright blue duvet, faded from time, neatly made mocking itself and the rest of the room with its emptiness. The dark wooden…

She had never been prone to claustrophobia but in his presence and the tight space standing next to him, she felt closed in—trapped. She watched the numbers light up as they ascended the thirty floors. She involuntarily balled her hands into fist as she imagined herself clawing at the silver doors until they parted, throwing herself out into the open. Her chest tightened as hyperventilation took hold, seizing her lungs until finally, the doors opened into an office, and she remembered to breathe…

feet wall all made of steel except for a little chuck by the back. My plan was simple, climb over the wall so I could play outside, but not while my parents were around . I kept trying but I could not sum up the courage to do it. On the third day, I sucked up my doubt. I climbed half way, before fear gripped my heart and I came down. On my way back to my house I felt a certain disappointment in myself that I could not climb up the wall. On the fourth day, I was ready to climb up the wall.…

Today, halfway through my spring break as a high-school junior, I am somewhere that may surprise you. Somehow, I have found myself six feet under a century old house, slowly chipping away at a wall of dirt and clay. I’m dressed in a bright yellow jumpsuit, breathing through a mask, with a hammer in my right hand, and a chisel in my left. As I take my first break of the eight-hour workday, I look at the progress I have made. Over the last few hours I managed to clear out another foot or so of…

You detect an empty feeling in your stomach. Looking down, you scream in terror after realizing your abdomen had a massive wound. The weapon was still in you, along with the culprit staring at you. Their eyes gleam with pride for what they had done had taken an enormous amount of courage and tactics. Blood exploded all over the criminal's body once they removed their weapon of choice. Along with the intestine of the freshly killed victim. You felt a sudden urge to vomit, but it soon went away…

fire, then ran down into the cellar, and shut the cellar door. After a couple seconds of waiting a loud boom sound came from above, and James opened the door to see the shelf was gone, and where it and the door had been there was a large hole in the wall with several dead ghouls around it. “Follow me!” shouted James. James ran out of the room, and into the room that lead him upstairs. The explosion attracted several ghouls, and other creatures, but the group of five had no problems eliminating…

It was a cool winter's day; the sun was shining and the wind was blowing. As I walk around the castle I see a servant running frantically towards the guards, I ask him what's wrong? He tells me "Banquo has just been murdered. In shock I didn't know what to say, I just couldn't believe what happened. Not long after the killer still has not been stopped. I'm sitting in my room when I hear a knock at my door "who is it?" I yelled, "It's Lady Macbeth open up." when I walk and open the door Lady…