The roar of blood in Karishma's ears was so loud that she almost missed the sound of a girl hitting
The roar of blood in Karishma's ears was so loud that she almost missed the sound of a girl hitting
At first Jessica is hesitant to do this since she doesn't want to be linked with the handicapped, but she realizes this is wrong. When she gets to know Rosa through passed notes, she discovers that she likes the girl. Whenever Jessica starts feeling better about her situation, something knocks her back down. She fits in all right at school, but she finds out that the insurance companies won't pay for her bills so her parents have to fight in court. Her father is putting in long hours at work to pay the bills. Jessica gets fitted for a prosthesis and walks pretty well with it. Fiona and her coach tell her about a special running leg. Her team has decided to fundraise to get her one. She can't run, but she can still be part of this team, which is like a family. Jessica continues healing and the team works on raising money. She gets her running leg and it feels like her life has been handed back to her. By this point, Jessica is good friends with Rosa, and she wants to share give her something special. She decides to train so she can race in the River Run - a ten-mile run. She will push Rosa in a wheelchair so Rosa can experience what it's like to cross a finish line. The run is brutal but Jessica does it. As she crosses the line, she realizes that she can do anything. Her race is just…
However, Breeanna did not get an ounce of sleep the night before due to the fact that she was exceedingly apprehensive. She walked into class with butterflies in her stomach. Before they began, Breeanna and her fellow karatekas were instructed by their shihan to compose an extensive essay about why they love karate. When the students had completed the essay, the shihan then had them run all 8 laps around the room. Following directly after, Breeanna was called on stage to be tested on the techniques of self-defense that she was required to know by memory. She quickly reacted to the attacks from other mastered black belts. She successfully passed the…
32 “Well its actually happening ma’, I’m goin’ back to school.”Rufus said. “I want you to know, I truly am proud of you Rufus.” His mother replied. Curtis and Janet went to a different school then Rufus but he still walked them to school then walked himself to school. On his way to school a car followed him very slowly but Rufus kept walking. When he got to school it looked the same on the outside that it always had. Rufus pushed open the doors at Searingtown School and yelled “I’m back!” All of his friends ran over to hug him. He went down to the office to get a tour he thought he didn’t need because he remembered every single solitary thing about this place. While the tour was going on everything going on was a blur. He looked left, right and left again, admiring the changes the school had made. “Wow” he sighed. “Is there a problem Rufus?” the tour guide asked. Rufus answered, “When I was here the wall paint was all chipped, there were broken windows and holes in the walls.” “Oh ok, well that concludes our tour and this door on your right is your first period class.” The tour guide replied. Rufus walked in and sat at an available seat at the back of the class room. He opened his notebook and took notes even though he didn’t understand anything that was going on. By the time 5th period came around it was time for lunch he was starving. All of his friends called him over and asked him to sit with him. Momma didn’t make him a big lunch because they didn’t have that much food in the house and then needed to split it 3 different ways. Allison who used to have a big crush on Rufus sat right next to him. Mitchell and Charlie sat across from him and Christina, Alisha and Sammy sat around them. When the bell rang he went to his locker and when he got to class he looked out the window and saw the same car that followed him to school. The only person he thought of was Simon. But he didn’t have a car? Rufus ran to the office to explain the…
Elias had already danced away, his blade a whir of bloody light in his hands as he tore through monster after monster. With the haste in which they were dispatched, Karishma couldn't tell if the creatures had fallen out of her head or her friends'.…
I left for school, jogging to school is my favourite part of the day. There’s just something about jogging in the morning, I can taste the crisp air as I breathe in and the feeling of it whipping my face and legs wakes me up. I sat outside of the locker bay, I can’t stand going in there during ‘peak hour’, the stench, a combination of sweat, deodorant, and old food, makes me want to puke. There’s always that crowd of older girls staring at me with that look of disgust as I walk through the corridor with my shiny black hair held up in a bun with some chopsticks…
With confusion, Issac looked at this strange guy and said, ”Who are you? I have never met you.” “Don’t be nervous, little girl.” he said, ”You see, I’m just a poor guy, wandering in this area. Though looking frightening in these ragged clothes, I won’t hurt you.” ”Then what do you want to do?” asked Isaac, ”Mom told me not to talk to a stranger, especially those who look unkind just like you.” “Oh, lovely girl, I’m not that sort of person. I simply beg for something to eat. I’ve been hungry for several days. The persons I asked before were all unwilling to do me a favour. If you don’t help me, I deem, I will soon starve to death.” answered the trampe in a mournful voice.…
There were dozens of turns. It was like solving a crossword puzzle. She didn’t know where or when to turn. As Isabelle became out of breath, and couldn’t run anymore, she collapsed on the dusty path. She began to cry. Her tears fell onto the sand that lay next to her head, creating a pattern that reminded her of her mother’s polka dot dress. Isabelle wanted to be with her mother, and hold her tight like it was the last time she’d see her. Maybe she wouldn’t see her mother again. Maybe she’d starve to death. “My class must be having lunch by now,” Isabelle thought to herself, “laughing and giggling, not even realizing that I am gone.” She wondered if Anna had even realized she’d gone missing, knowing she was so focused on her work. “She probably would have seen Isabelle following the deer if she hadn’t had her face stuck in that paper of hers,” she…
Seren rarely comes downstairs nowadays, Nor do her parents make her. The fractured dinnertimes within the household was to the betterment of the residence, forced familial love only reminded her the fickleness of her parents’ bond. Her Mother - She tends to go to bed early before he gets back from work. However, She’s still not tired - laying awake staring vacantly into the patterns on the ceiling, as the conflicting thoughts of ambivalence float through the depths of Her headspace. As He slithers into bed, She pretends She’s asleep. He pretends he believes her, but can tell by the way that She’s breathing she is in-fact not. A blanket vibe of melancholy covers the room as glum thoughts inflate the air like a birthday balloon. Eventually runaway…
Freshman year is never an easy year, especially when you're the new girl. Aliyah wanted to incinerate her past and have a fresh start; she would be a stranger to all of them. Once she arrived to her new locker, she had a difficult time accessing it. After the twentieth time, she was finally able to open her locker and put all her supplies inside. On her way to her first class, she had overheard that the math teacher assigned arduous assignments causing an abundance of students to drop out within the first week. Mrs.Katra, the math teacher, gave a "I've been doing this for 35 years, I know all the tricks" speech for 30 minutes and gave us a homework assignment afterwards; at first glance it didn't seem difficult but after looking at it for a while, Aliyah began to feel uneasy about the class. She usually liked challenges and was intrepid but school was important to her and she didn't want to disappoint her parents.…
The only words I heard from my coach were, “Run! Run! Run!” My lungs burned, but again, I couldn't stop now. I looked up to see the runner in front of me, noticing that she was only a few feet ahead. “Please move faster,” I silently begged, hoping that in some way she could hear my thoughts. Glancing past her, I saw the crowd for a split second. I noticed…
Mrs. Johnson has always been known as one of the hardest teachers at Bayou Academy, but on my first day of seventh grade, I was able to experience just how good she lives up to her reputation. It was a very nerve-racking day for me, being in high school for the first time scared me. But, there was something else about this day that scared me even more and that was going to Mrs. Johnson's class. As I walked into her classroom for the first time, I realized I wasn't the only one scared. The students already sitting in their desks all had pale faces and looked as if they had seen a ghost. We were all scared of failure. The first day…
The alternate ending What if belle fell for gaston and care not for the beast? or the princess and the frog never kissed? will cinderella still be recognized by her prince? if in the palace ball, she's not in.…
It all started the first day of fifth grade. I tried to focus on my teacher; however, the constant thump in my head drowned out her voice. Not knowing this feeling, an emotion of fear displayed on my face. I became perplexed, yet resolute. Determined to persevere through this milestone of the first day, I shifted the focus of discomfort from me to other things in class. Having this diversion, I made it through the day.…
As she drove into the driveway that seemed to be the size of a football field, my stomach nerves began to tighten once again. There were a few cars in front of us forming a line, and three cars pulled up behind us as soon as the car stopped. I sat in the passenger's seat watching a car on the winding trail, looking as if it was going back and forth on the course. It seemed as everything that was happening at that moment was irritating me, the tapping of the rain on the car, the windshield wipers swishing back and forth on the windshield and the whining of the saxophone that was playing along with the jazz song on the radio. I knew that my patience was being tested that day and I was sure I would fail. For the next ten minutes I watched as the instructors, that looked as if someone dropped a bucket of water on them even with the yellow raincoats, left one car that was on the course to get into another car that was on the…
As I walked through the doors of the small yet strangely familiar gym of Ridgeview Middle School, thoughts rushed back and forth through my mind. They were simple thoughts, though each of them turned into questions. I had signed up through Fulton Virtual Schools, and since this was the first time that they were opening the Physical Fitness program to us, I couldn’t help but feel slightly anxious. I had already experienced some difficulties, as the confirmation email that was needed wasn’t present until two days before we (my mother and I ) received a phone call from my soon to be instructor, Clifton Spears, who said that I was to report at Ridgeview Middle School at 9:00 in the morning. Although I was instantaneously joyous (as seen by myself almost falling down the stairs as I flew down them), I had negative thoughts about how early I was going to have to wake up. As an effect to that, I ended up groaning. Wrong time for that. As I was showing my mother the voicemail, she was giving me the usual, our 30 minute lectures which eventually drew out to maybe one or two hours tops. Again, wrong time for groaning. She took that the wrong way and made a dramatic switch to the phase in which she called “constructive criticism”, which was just a euphemism for her yelling. While she spent all her (and not to mention my) valuable time, I was frantically trying to explain what I actually was groaning about. She eventually understood, but like every good mother, she didn’t apologize. Ahh, those were the good times.…