Beware of the Creek BY: DANIELLE OLIVIERI My grip on the rocks began to weaken and I felt myself slowly slipping closer into the creek. Those moments could have been my last. But luckily, I was able to make it of that situation. Why don’t we rewind the story a little bit to find out how this happened. Shall we? About four years ago when I was eight, my family and I were up in a small town near Lake Tahoe called Strawberry, for winter break. We wanted to go somewhere in the snow for the…
My First Shot The air was empty but the pond was full. We sneak through the trees to get to the pond. We get there to realize that the gamble we took didn't pay off. Since we got there about thirty minutes before shoot time we waited. That was the slowest 30 minutes ever. The 30 minutes couldn't go by any faster. Once it got down to about 5 to 10 minutes before shoot time, my stepdad pulled me closer to him and he told me the plan. He said, "Ok, I want you to slowly move over that way. Don't…
I drove out to the gravel road that had taken my friend’s life. It was a single car accident in which she struck loose gravel and rolled her brown, Ford Escape SUV multiple times. She was not wearing her seatbelt and was ejected through her sunroof. I put my vehicle in park and stepped onto the loose pieces of rock. The towing company had taken her vehicle, but they had not picked up all the pieces. Bits of yellow reflective lights were mixed in with the shattered pieces of red brake lights…
Ma and Papa had and still have a very large part of my heart. They were my everything. Ma and I went to temple every Tuesday evening. I never understood anything I learned, but these shared occasions brought Ma and I closer together. She taught me the basic and most important things that would later shape my being. She trained me to excel in school and was not afraid to discipline me when she saw fit. She loved me with everything she had and truly made me feel safe. Papa also did the same. He…
It was a cold, windy Friday night the orphanage “Safe Anchorage” was having the kids go to bed. But one kid wouldn’t go to bed, his name was Steve he was a 9-year-old boy who had just been at the orphanage for 2 months. He was about 5’5, he had short brown hair, and had hazel eyes. His parents were both murdered, as they once were criminals too. Steve never knew the truth about them until he had nowhere to go, and because of this he had a really tough time sleeping, yet alone talking. Every day…
I was barrell rolling out of control, I got hit by something big, but at the time I couldn’t figure out what. The only things running through my head was “will i live?”. And just like that, i had my answer… I shot awake to the sound of my general (Gen.Shepheard) busting through my door. “Get up you lazy bum!” he said. After he left I put on my flight suit and started going over weather pattern and different stuff like that incase we had to go fly. My pager buzzed and I walked into the control…
The sun light shown through the leaves of the forest onto the trail, the dirt on the forest floor was damp from the last days rain, roots of the trees raised from the grown like long bony fingers, the bushes that lined the trail were bright green, filled with green insects and thornes. The sound of the lake and dam grew louder as we approached the start of the trail. Holes in the middle of the trail forced us to take an alternate route into the forest. The bamboo was closely packed together…
Once upon a time there lived a boy who went by the name Rocky Ronnie. The city of Brady, Texas knew they had something special when Ronnie was born. He was different from regular babies. His skin was a dark tint of orange and he was muscular and big. He had brown hair and blue eyes. As time passed the city realized his abilities and worried. Ronnie was very strong and seemed to be able to control rocks. For instance, he could shift and lift boulders with his bare hands or use any rocks around…
I was born in a small village located in the country side of Ethiopia. My parents got divorced when I was only six month old. After the divorce was finalized my grandparents took the responsibility of raising me because my mom was not ready to raise me by herself. When I was ten we moved to Addis Ababa, the capital city of Ethiopia but I didn’t get the chance to go to school because the school was too far to attend. In about a year I got adapted. my adapted parents have other 3 biological kids,…
The farm Once in a while you will hear about a mystical place on the planet where you have to go visit at least once before you die. this is a tale about tow men who went on that mystical journey. Johnny was 46 years old, heavy set and a bit out of shape but still decent looking for a man of his gae. he had been a succefull entrepneur but had been divorced for several years and was aching for adventure. His firend rococo was in the same category. he was a school buddy of his who had hung up with…