His boots softly crunch against the previously untouched snow‚ leaving traces of his presence in its wake. He shivers‚ watching his warm breath evaporate into dusty clouds of smoke‚ which rise to dissolve like the smoke from a lit cigarette. Dirty gloves uncomfortably hang from his roughened fingertips as he apprehensively adjusts his scarf with his free hand. Ignoring the sound of his worn boots mushing through the muddy red bed of snow he stands before‚ he quickly and carefully pulls out his last
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Martin screamed in agony! The lady knew his name. She said “hello Martin‚ what a nice day you would like to come over to my apartment.” Martin was frozen in fear. He began to say “how do you know my name?”The lady had a smirk on her face and she said "I know everything about my sweet child.”Martin began to shake because he didn’t know what to do. His dad was gone and on the floor below him. He couldn’t go anywhere. The lady pushed the stop on the elevator. The lady looked at him and said‚ "What’s
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The day had started off somewhat normal. I was staying home from school since I felt sick. I remember the day well. The sky was a bit cloudy‚ it was warm outside‚ and my house smelled like oranges from the other day when someone in my house sprayed the air freshener a bit too much. The only bad news I had expected was rain‚ but instead‚ I got hit with a bombshell. “Dad had a heart attack‚” Mom told me. I briefly froze‚ her words almost made my heart sink. For a second‚ my vision blurred‚ my head
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When I was five years old‚ I accompanied my mother—a vibrant white woman with wavy blonde hair—to the grocery store. My olive-tone skin and short‚ pin-straight dark brown hair set us apart. Within minutes of our arrival‚ an older woman approached my mother‚ raising her voice in a tirade. I was too young to grasp the gravity of the situation‚ but it was made evident that the woman’s hostility was aimed towards me based on her finger pointing in my direction. Shortly thereafter‚ the police arrived
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As I sat on the swing that my father strung from the highest branch. He had to tie a weight to the end of the rope and throw it over. I remember my mom standing in the kitchen window‚ just standing there smiling at us. All that evening I sat there and he swung me for hours as I felt the wind on my face‚ and my feet reached the air above the creek below. I remember when I was there‚ I was afraid that I would fall into the water. As I sit here now and swing myself‚ I realize I am not at all as scared
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My minion rushed to the car in a flurry‚ carrying me in his arms to go somewhere. I’m not sure where we were heading‚ but it sure was urgent because he didn’t even realize he left both my collar and leash back at our small cabin-like home. He is such a terrible henchman. He never listens to me. The sound of rain slashing through the stormy evening sky echoed throughout the coupe. I stared out the window with the awkward feeling of not knowing what was going on and why we had to be in a rush. We passed
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1. What is the difference between a. and a. As I rose from my bed in the middle of the August night‚ I stood in my room shivering‚ unsure if it was from the open window or from the terror I felt as I discovered another body inhabiting my bed. So many questions to ask. First one that comes to mind: who the fuck’s body is inhabiting my bed? Do I wake them up? Do I pull the covers off? Did Tito Gabe leave the front door unlocked and some random hobo needed a place to stay? And on my second night here
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Jonathan Lathi Shannon Murray English 1301 April 8‚ 2013 Bump in the Night Lying in bed‚ I was sleeping soundly unaware that my life was going to be changed forever. It was 5 am on a Thursday; everything was turning out to be just another day at the beginning of the summer. All of a sudden I was shaken awake. I was slow to open my eyes so I was not aware of what was happening yet. I was unaware that my life was about to change forever. I finally opened my eyes and was very startled to see the face
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Stephanie Hernandez English 100 Professor Walters 07‚ December 2012 What it really takes to Get Far in Life. My life has just been a total nightmare. I had never imagined that I would have to go through half of the things that I had gone through. Life had messed me up really bad. I never asked for anything. I just did what I was told because I was obeying the rules. I had always lived with my grandparents. They are like my parents since my real parents were never around when I was
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English 1010 19 January 2012 Triumphs of the Nerds 3.14159265 or pi‚ e=mc2 is the language of nerds. Albert‚ Frank‚ George know this language all too well. Albert is a thin‚ pasty‚ white fellow with brown hair that was always combed over to one side of is head and big thick black glasses. Albert always thought that he was the smartest only because he had the same first name as Albert Einstein. George was the complete opposite of Albert. He was a rather large fourteen year old boy with uncontrollable
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