Tears

It was October 18, 2016, and I was about to meet clowns, killers, and hungry butcher. I didn't know how I did it but I made it out of there alive and in one piece. I was in downtown Baton Rouge at a 40,000 square foot building known as the 13th Gate. A place full of professional actors with a creepy makeup job. One thing I remember the most was the elevator shaft. That crazy nurse told the group,” Stay to the edge,” well next thing you know is that the elevator starts shaking, the lights go…

With the stars shining bright, steady breath and enchanting dreams were all to be found; only peace and serenity. Soon, it was all quickly shattered. “Ettie! Ettie, please get up!” My body was shaken forcefully as my husband, Bertram, or as I referred to him, Frank, attempted desperately to awake me. I groggily peered at him, running my lanky fingers through the wisps of my blonde hair. I sighed densely, shaking myself awake. “Yes, Frank?” I scowled, angered to be awake at such a late hour.…

Short Story 1 The street took in an old man. A man with a beard like vines that crept down his face with no particular intention of it's whereabouts. This man had a tired face, full of wrinkles like cracks in buildings, they didn't belong but looked normal. Dark bushy eyebrows and short hair, he looked like a marine that was growing a beard and far to old for the service. Eyes gray like clouds covering a blue sky. The man walked in a fast pace as if he was a white rabbit with somewhere to be,…

All of the figures in the composition are within close proximity of one another. The composition of the entire painting itself is tight, and there is only a little negative space located above the heads of the figures. St. John the Evangelist’s robe and Christ’s legs extend past the borders of the composition. When looking upon the painting, the tight composition and the extension of the robe and Christ’s legs enhance the size and scale of the figures in the painting, creating a sense of…

There was nothing more Luna loved more than to watch the willow trees flurry in the wind. She was always at the tree, and infact when people seeked help from her, they knew exactly where to find her. When someone desired her help they always knew to find her under the greatest, oldest willow tree, that's leaves scurried in the wind. he leaves on the trees were turning an amber color and slowly diminishing as she wished she could somehow transform herself into one of the leaves. Luna was just…

When, I kept falling in a hole in Far cry primal. By:Jayson Garcia Have you ever fell in a hole in a game at all, well I have too many times in far cry primal.[I fell about 10 or 11 times in far cry primal].[Far cry primal is a game I play in my basement all the time].It was a wonderful day outside and I was in my basement.I was at the end of the game and I had to destroy ull the bad guy and Batiri in this game although that’s when I fell in the hole and I was not happy at all and again and…

You’re crying. You’re weeping, sobbing, and crying into your mother’s chest. You are tiny and helpless, and weigh only six pounds. You hear screams of anger and frustration banging on your door. Your mother looks into your eyes. You trust her. You trust her with your life. You must. You have no choice but to trust her. As she looks into your eyes, a hacksaw looks into your neck. The hacksaw is led by your mother’s hand. You see color. You see red. You see gray. You see black. Nothing more. This…

Lord of the Flies by William Golding is a book about the life of school aged boys on an unknown island after their plane crashed, and how they lived without adults to lead and guide them. Throughout the book, more and more violent actions take place as leadership slips out of Ralph’s hands and into Jack’s. Jack and his hunters grow to enjoy the acts of violence that take place. Piggy is in denial about some of the violence. Ralph realizes he is too far gone to attempt to return to a life where…

Finding My Peace When I was 16 I found true peace in my life, it came unexpected and when it did come it broke my heart. I found peace when I moved out of my mother’s house, after years of suffering under her roof I felt freedom. To understand why I felt peace for leaving home you have to understand what I went through during my middle and high school years. My mom has many problems with her mind and what she did to compensate with her own thoughts. Before I tell my story on how I found peace I…

Understanding the Implications of Ethnicity and Cultural Identity It was actually at my grandmother’s funeral when I first noticed the strange, almost distrustful looks that would be thrown my Uncle Ted’s way. I was sitting alone in the back of the room while my father was making his rounds- everyone thanking him for the beautiful eulogy he gave. My Uncle Ted walked over and gave me a hug. My Uncle Ted is black, from a little island in the Caribbean. As soon as he speaks and his thick…