3:15 am, I lie in the spot of my bed I’d always gone to for comfort, now lying there unable to move, think, breathe, sleep, trying to wrap my mind around the fact that my world would never be the same again. Randomly waking up in the early hours of the morning is something I rarely do, so waking up at 3:06 am looking around my room, seeing Kierra also happen to wake up wasn’t right. Looking over at my phone, seeing Mrs. Jennie was calling me, I hesitantly answered, unsure of what to expect. Still half asleep, I asked, “Hello?”. Is everything okay?”…
I ran upstairs and I grasped the cold gold of the pocket watch, and lifted the cover. Hidden in the top, an image was revealed as light illuminated the paper. My son, head was revealed first. His short cropped hair, dark brown, yet it seemed to glow. Next was my wife. Her angelic face still looked incredible even on the weathered paper. Her long hair kept in that ponytail she wore so often. Staring at the image, a single tear, as lonely as I am now, rolled down my cheek and past my lip. It then fell through the air and landed on the paper, leaving a drop sized mark on the image.…
There I found a note next to a croissant and a large cup of coffee. I read the note which brought a smile to my face, "Good luck, baby. I love you!" It was from Jonas, my fiancé. We have been together for more than 3 years. I remembered the day of the proposal. We were at our favorite restaurant and after the waitress brought us the dessert, Jonas grabbed my hands and started talking softly. Then he knelt down and asked me to marry him. It was such an overwhelming moment. I was over the moon. Jonas was my everything and I couldn’t imagine a life without him. So without any hesitation I accepted his proposal.…
On a cold night, a young mother drives home from a stressful day as a social worker. Her love for kids keeps a smile on her face everyday day no matter the weather. The neighborhood was very quiet and a huge wind whistle the crack door of her house. “That boy always forgetting to close the door,” she said. Ms. Emerson open the door suddenly had her worst dream. A young man lying with blood pouring through his chest. She put her hand mouth to stop a loud bursting scream. A river pouring through her red eyes and her heart pounding through her. An awful smell invaded her nostril which cause her to faint but through her mind she is hoping she is having a nightmare.…
The long mundane car ride casual for an average saturday or sunday going down a road that is by heart memorized, but forgotten by mind. Finally the car ride is over and the cold moist air like a block of ice hits me as I step out of the car. There I am walking up to the front porch and greeted by my dad with a warm hug and a bright smile, and my brother and sister received the same treatment and walk into the medium sized house with the modern brown ikea couches, the hazelnut reclining chair with a diamond pattern and the black and silver TV on a dark wood tv stand holding the xbox one and ps4 and the cable box , the TV lights up with blue, black, silver and red as my brother presses a button on the controller.…
It’s the 19th century; I have just married Jake Luklly. He was coming back to Nebraska to tend to his parents farm. Him and my brother were childhood friends and my Papa adored him. When we were little children he used to sneak through the garden to play with my brother. His farm then was fairly close until they moved further north. Being the younger sister, I could never keep up with the boys. I continued to trip on my dress when they ran. I remember that day like it was yesterday. Mama scolded me for ripping the new dress she had just sewn up for me from scraps of her finest dress she grew out of. She saved it just for me. My brother and Jake never paid attention to me. Always left me alone to play with my dolls. Papa told me that they were…
Everyone knew each other, it was as if the entire neighbourhood was your friend. We didn’t have much industrialization here around here even though many have moved to the city to work. People are this transition the “industrialization revolution” because many farmers are losing work and heading over to the city to find new work in factories. However, my wife and I stayed life was a bit hard here but there wasn’t a way we couldn’t leave our home. It’s where we grew up in. Walking through the fields was the best feeling. With the clean air gusting through my short freshly cut hair and the anxiety to go home and tell my wife the good news was killing me. Confused on my wife’s reaction. My wife reads the paper with tears in her eyes in one quick motion she took the paper and teared it to shreds. She held a long gaze at me and walked out. Standing all alone in the room everything silent. Had I pushed it too far? Was she mad at me forever? I pray that such an event doesn’t occur. I wouldn’t be able to stand even looking at my wife with tears in her eyes. I just hope that she is as please with this news as I…
A beautiful woman slowly emerged from the room with her arms raised in the air as if she was embracing her moment and time to shine while the crowd roared with a deafening sound. With a twirl she acknowledged her audience and a bow that seemed as though she thought the audience was begging for an encore, finally, she turned her attention to the man that undoubtedly matched her own beauty. As she locked eyes on her soon to be husband she started walking slowly at first toward him and quicker as she got closer, eventually running to him in a dramatic fashion as if her lover had returned from war. Now pushed up against his unwilling body, she snapped her neck back with enthusiasm making sure that every last hair would not interfere with her big finale, a kiss from the equally handsome…
I woke the smell of salty bacon and sizzling eggs. I shot out of bed like a rocket, I was so excited for this day. As I walked down the steep, narrow steps I saw the wonderful sight of the whole family sitting, eating, and enjoying the cool morning.…
They were so happy for me, they told me to go clean up, so I did. While I was combing my hair in the mirrior, I was thinking, what about if her family doesn’t like me, especially her father, which is Charles Dickens. It's 6:00, and I comb my hair one last time, and tell my parents i’m leaving. On the way to her house, I tell myself that everything is going to be fine, and I start singing my favorite song again. I finally reach her door step, and ring the doorbell. She answers the door, and she looks as beautiful as ever. She tells me to come in, and before we ate we talked for a bit. I told her a little bit about me, like how I have been a chimney sweep since I was five years old. I tell her this is my last year as a chimney sweep, because i’m getting to old. Then she tells me about herself, like how she has nine sibling, but one of them died when she was only one year old. We finished up talking, and went to the dinner table to…
As I sit outside my porch gleaming at the clear blue sky, the sun peeking through the clouds down on my face. I take a long breath, taking in the morning breeze and letting it out. Today will be different, it will be a new beginning. I hear the birds chirping and the sun has risen. It's time. I run back inside my house grab the keys and head straight to the front door. I take a deep breath again telling the voices in my head that today will be different. I stroll down the road as I rehash what this day was one year ago. A deadly disaster, a heart throbbing story that I never want to be reminded of. I ambled past a group of people down the street, I hear their words turning into whispers and their ferocious eyes looking at me. The whispers are…
After a long days work I decided to take the longer more scenic route home to try to make sense of why my boss had said that day. He wanted a different life a free one with not a care in the world. About ten minute from his home he spotted a man and the envy immediately build up inside of him. Stapming on the brake he stopped the car next to him and the hicter got in. He was following the sun from west to east with just a tooth brush and good earth for a bed. Mark was getting extremely frustrated and could’t take it anymore and let him have it once with the head and six times with the krooklock. Leaning across he let him out and watched in the rear view mirror as he disappeared down the grassy verge. He’d said he liked the breeze. I dropped it into third and sped off onto the horizon. Dusk was settleing when Mark realised what he had done.…
It was Saturday morning; the big day was finally here. I woke up feeling nervous thinking I might trip walking down the aisle. I ate cereal, and quickly put on some pants and a sweater to get my hair done. My mom had made me an appointment to get my hair done. I went for the half do hairstyle, curls on the bottom and flower curled bun on the top of my hair. Around 11am I was getting pedicure and manicure. Eventually, I was home to put on my light pink dress. It was a heart shaped dress, with jewels on the bottom of the dress. The excitement of getting glamorous was an awesome feeling.…
I woke up to Toby jumping on my bed. "Come on sissy, wake up! It's time for you to get dressed! I'm so excited!" I laughed, "come give sissy some loving this morning." He snuggled up to me and let me hold him. After a little while of snuggling Toby went downstairs to eat, while I got up to take a shower, dried off, blow dried my hair curling it. I put on makeup then walked out to my closet, pulling my wedding dress out. Patches knocked on the door, coming in to help me put it on.…
It was a brisk August night, and Dad had already gone to bed for the night, Just after midnight, Ashley and I put on our sweaters to prepare to leave the house and go for a walk. Trying not to make a sound, I slowly opened the old wooden window that led to the outside of the house. We quietly…