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Creative Writing · 858 words
- I hurried into the local department store to grab some last minute Christmas gifts. I looked at all the people and grumbled to myself. I would be in here forever and I just had so much to do. Chrismas was beginning to become such a drag. I kinda wished that I could just sleep through Christmas....
Creative Writing · 1,983 words
- As I stand today at the age of 60 I tell my story of suffer and agony. Years when I lost my beloved ones, and from then on saw no light shine upon me or the following days that led to the future. Those days passed by like months and years: a vivid picture of hell. I am not ashamed to share my...
Creative Writing · 175 words
- When I was younger, I had a teacher named HAIBUS who was really mean to me.
She was my fourth grade teacher. During that year with her, I got hurt a
lot from falling on the playground; as a result, I often went to the
nurse's office. After going there a couple of times, over a two-week period,
she...
Creative Writing · 446 words
- Chapter 1
Another day another school...I thought about this new school they placed
me in. They said I will like it. Well I'll be the one to decide that. Next thing
I know I'm on a 6:30 train to Windsor, CT.
It was a Thursday and I received a call from Mr.Spencer, well it wasn't
really for me but...
Creative Writing · 743 words
- It was a bright, hot summer day when it all happened. I could have been
sitting at the beach or swimming. Although that was not the case. I had to
actually put effort into something, to actually think , to actually well, read.
I went upstairs to find the summer reading list. I looked through pile...
Creative Writing · 1,141 words
- Wolfgang knew about his father's past. It wasn't talked about much, but
when it was, Wolfgang's mouth would perspire saliva and he would swallow it with
fear. His past scared him, scared him so much one time while listening a small
puddle began to form around his left leg.
His father had never...
Creative Writing · 438 words
- has been going good and bad. They are bad and good, because of being away from home, leaving my friends and boyfriend, and where my room is located. But as the days are going by things are starting to get better for me.
Getting ready for college, I never thought I would be ready to leave home and...
Creative Writing · 300 words
- I looked at my father and he looked at me. "Why did you do it?" he asked. I
burst out in anger, "Why can't I do it?" Red with rage, he slapped me hard. I
touched my burning cheek, staring hard at him, whose face was turned away from
mine.
Then I noticed my mother sobbing beside him. I softened as...
Creative Writing · 439 words
- I was born the 5th of November 1955.I was the first boy born after four girls.After me came two more girls, and in 1962 my father gave me a little brother. Never did get to play with my little brother.I was told that for many years,in a few years he will be big enough to play with.I grew up too...
Creative Writing · 1,368 words
- One day, Dorko walks into a popular fast food joint for no other reason
than that is where his feet took him. Taking haphazard bites from other
customer's food, he crookedly makes his way to the line at a cash register. Of
course, the act of getting in line was a complete accident. He stares at...
Creative Writing · 872 words
- That's so cool!' I exclaimed. In my hand was a Valentines Day card
which folded to make a spaceship. I was in a Hallmark card shop with my father,
looking at cards for the upcoming holiday.
'If I got you that card now, then it wouldn't be a surprise later,' my
father logically stated.
'But it's...
Creative Writing · 457 words
- Since the beginning of time, people from different races, ethnic backgrounds, etc. have believed in a higher being. These beliefs range from worshiping sun gods, statues, and human leaders, to worshiping what the Christian religion calls God.
As far back as I can remember , I was raised in a...
Creative Writing · 201 words
- Thousands upon thousands of tombs glistening in the sunlight at
Arlington National Cemetery. The skillful systematic arrangement of the
tombs silently spoke of lost lives, lost promises and lost dreams. As I
looked down upon this huge burial sight, I thought about the squad rants of
soldiers who...
