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I walked through the crowded market, bumping arms with someone every few seconds. I held my basket close to me, not wanting to drop any of its contents. I kept my head down, only looking up when I conversed with the shopkeepers and merchants. I passed by a booth filled with fresh bread, and I decided to stop by. "Hello, Maurice. How's business?" I ask the baker, as he strokes his gray beard. He has been a friend for as long as I can remember, helping me and my father when I was young. "Hello, Jasmine. Business is perfectly fine. We'v...
I stepped out into the frigid frost, the cold wind snapping at my face. It blew hard, that day, not stopping or wavering as I trudged through miles of ice and snow. Every time I lost my footing, I slipped into the white debris, covered in trembling whispers.The snow attached itself to my black, woolen mittens, chilling my hands and fingers 'til they turned blue. I wrapped my long, black scarf around my face, trying to keep in every ounce of warmth possible. The icy winds grabbed at my coat, trying to seep its way in. I fastened the buttons, ...
I am a girl who is always up for the challenge, no matter how insanely hard or impossible that problem might seem. The challenge that I was faced with seemed too much, and I did not believe that I could do it. And to make it seem even worse, all I had to do was something truly very simple. I had to draw a self portrait."Mom, I can't do it," I said, readjusting myself in my chair. I wasn't comfortable, with myself or where I was sitting, but I couldn't help it. I am not allowed to walk, given my situation."Darling, yes you can," she reassured...
Every moment of every day spent at the School of Unalterable and Chaotic Keepers was the exact same. The halls were all filled to the brim with borderline gray, and similar tones decorating the classrooms. Pine desks, owl quills, and bronze ink containers greeted me every day, for the majority of my life. The scrape of the chairs against the unadorned floors was a sound that I was very familiar with. I opened the doors to this school about 1620 times in my 9 years at this school, and I closed them the exact same. I memorized each and ever...
"You've got this honey," my mother said to me. I picked up my crutch and tried to walk for the first time in a year. The second my sock-covered feet hit the floor, I faltered. My mother caught me, but I was so embarrassed. "Hey, I've got you." What Happened Before "We've got to get out!" my younger sister - Paige - screamed. I bolted down the hall and grabbed her, my mother and brother hobbling out the door. It was the craziest tornado that had ever hit our shady little town, but it wasn't just that. After the tornado stopped, we all went ...
3 Years Before-"Whenever we pass on, we'll meet right here. If I pass first, my spirit will be waiting here for you," I heard my friend Anna say, her small hands in mine. We were in our favorite coffee shop in our favorite bookstore, and we were sipping our iced caramel mochas together."Yes, okay," I agreed, nodding and hugging her. She had beautiful brown curls, and deep amber eyes that glowed like honey. We were fourteen then.Present Day-"And now, our lovely Anna has taken to the highest place in the sky, bidding us farewell," the preacher...
I was awoken from my nap by someone asking me, "Are you hungry?'' I didn't recognize the voice, but I knew it was a girl, about thirteen years old. I opened my eyes to a small room with torn greenish-gray wallpaper. I was on a couch lined with leather, and I was laying with a pillow and a matching blanket, the yarn torn out on both. The girl had deep blue eyes, and brown hair. She was my age, which is thirteen, as I had guessed. I didn't recognize where I was, because I had fallen asleep in a completely different place. "What?" I asked,...
Framed. I was framed. By my stupid partner-in-crime; my own brother. Would you believe it? Trying to help him cover up his biggest secret, and then receiving the bad end of it. He gets a trial, and blames ME. Do you have any idea WHY IN THE STUPID WORLD someone would do that that? Let me tell you exactly why. Picture this: a dark hallway, a box, and a lighter in front of a door. The door belongs to my brother's worst enemy, who just happened to be the most popular guy in our college a few years back. Now, imagine your brother counting down...
Well, my life sucks. It's the same old cliche: new kid, breaks the status quo, finds herself in trouble because of it. Let me start from the beginning. I walked through the large wooden doors into the school cafeteria, and sat down at an empty table. Little did I know, it was the popular girls table. As soon as I sat down, other kids started swarming around me, as if I was the most interesting person in the world. Other people, though, were whispering. "Oh, she's sitting at Samantha's table", and "She's gonna get in trouble", and "I fee...
I walked out of the shiny, white court house, my mind blown. I was free. I giddily ran down the street with my sisters - Annie, Ashe, Skylar, and Star - and we celebrated. We were ourselves. We were for us. We were finally free. But, let me tell you why. Fifteen years ago, a small band of rouge human scientists came together to try and save the world, though they were only trying to save themselves from a large punishment. They fused human DNA with elements of nature, and created five humans, who were my sisters and I. We were basically a ...
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