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Warm applause greeted me as I walked onto the brightly-lit stage. The first thing I could see was the panel of judges, some staring me down, some with encouraging smiles on their faces. The hundreds of audience members behind them seemed to amplify their emotions. I took a deep breath, and sat down.
I broke the silence as my fingers tapped the piano keys, warming up with a few notes. “I’ll be singing a ...
“I can’t let you go. I can’t break the law.” I told James.
He sighed and laid on the cot with his arms folded behind his head, looking up at the cigar smoke-stained ceiling. I studied him for a few moments. He was the type to become better looking with age, his features were tanned and rugged, and his eyes were still as deep blue as ever. When I had first seen him in the Inn duri...
Eros you stubborn little prick."C'mon now, it'll be for the best," I said in a quiet tone as I patted his back and put in a 'there there,' for good measure. "That's your best at comforting?" even at moments like these, he is still sarcastic. All I could do is sigh and sit beside him. "At least I'm trying," I admitted at my pathetic excuse at trying to produce solace. The grass felt like ants underneath my bare legs. Swaying back and forth as if it was walking. Making ...
I hate school. Why do they force us to go and “learn” about things that we’ll never use? Like who is going to read Shakespeare for fun or practice for MCAS once we get out of school. Well good thin’ I only have one year left.I’m a junior who goes to Beacon High. I live in California and I love to surf. Right now I’m supposed to be at school but I’m skippin’ so I can surf some big waves at Mavericks, Half Moon Bay, in San Francisco. It ain’t like we're goin' to be doin' anythin', plus why would I waste this perfectly good wave day t...
ELAINE’S JOURNAL - ENTRY #1
(Please give this to Griffin after I pass. Thank you, Miss Broch.)
There are a few things I’ve always wanted to tell you, but I’ve never had the courage to. So, I’m telling you now. At least you can’t embarrass me when I’m dead.
The first thing was a ...
I'd do anything for you.
I'd do anything to see your smile. Your smile is the kind that lights up a room, and makes everyone else smile. Your smile has a speacial power. It can turn the worst, most awful, dark, and painful day into something barable. It is the shining beaking at the end of a rough day. It is the light that guides me through the hard times.
I'd do anything to hear your laugh. It i...
She raced the winding road that never seemed to end. Her heart’s speedometer beat over speeding. His flight was at 10. She had only 3 hours.Her body tensed. Every muscle, every nerve constricted. Palpitated. She stomped on the accelerator, summoning all her energy, and beckoned the wind to carry her on its wings. The cliffs on her right sneered at her with their scars. And the deep blue on her left bemoaned her with its tears. She was r...
What is need? She pondered as she walked along the narrow path. A thing required, a state of necessity. What did she need? Well, the basics were obvious, food, shelter, water. She knew those were all things her body needed to live, but what about her heart? Her soul? If she even had a soul she thought with a rueful grin.She imagined for a moment a ghostly version of herself, walking in step with her, wearing the meat and bones like a dress or a suit. She put a hand up to her cheek, imagined what texture the soul would h...
¨Emily!¨Said Justin, as he saw a young girl he knew from his old school.¨Justin is that you?¨Said Emily. Emily did not let him say a world, because she recognized him. Emily ran up to him and gave him a hug.¨Justin I missed you so much.¨Said Emily.¨I missed you too.¨Said Justin. Justin could not stop hugging his best friend. Emily and Justin could not see each other, since Justinś injury.¨How is your leg?¨Emily asked.¨My...
"I don't wanna get married to the person I don't know, What if he is a drunkard or an old man or has an affair with someone else?", I shouted at the top of my voice. "Why should I marry the person you all will decide? Why should I listen to your decision? Why, why can't I marry a man I like????...... How can you all destroy your own daughter's life just for money and fame? ... Why do you guys make your daughters life a hell... And the most important thing is you guys didn't even tell me with a long time in hand!! Just half a month is left...
"Ok I'll do it."
I grabbed her face, pulling it towards mine. She gave in and pressed her lips directly against mine. The sensation was amazing, I felt like I was flying. Like we're lifting up from the ground and floating on a cloud. My hands went to the back of her head and tangled into her hair. She pressed her body against mine and I felt her hands run up and down my back pulling me...
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I looked into her deep golden brown eyes. I was sinking and I didn’t even care. Her hand was warm and comforting in my own. Her indescribably beautiful silky golden hair brushed against my face. My heart slowly began to pound as I watched her for longer and longer.
Empty bottles of coke on the floor. Stray socks and plastic baggies complete the picture. We sit in a circle, and everywhere I look, people are arm in arm, slapping each other on their backs. Their faces proudly show off their pearly white teeth as they double over in laughter. One person stands on his head for 30 seconds. Another posts a silly picture on Instagram captioned: Party With my Boys! Soon, it is my turn. “Tru...
It started with “Hey.” Not “Hello.” Not “Hi.” Thankfully, not “Howdy.” The text message lit up Whitney’s cell phone in the dark of her bedroom: What’s up? Harper sat Indian style on her dark blue comforter covered in stars and outlines of the moon, munching popcorn as a young couple ran through the streets of New York in the pouring rain. Whitney squealed and showed her best friend the text message. Harper s...
He dared me to. I had to do it. I never backed down from a dare. I went to the very edge of the cliff trying to be careful not to fall over. I looked down at the pool of roaring fire below me. ¨Safisted?¨ I asked my boyfriend, Jake. His green eyes pierced into mine. Jake started walking towards me. ¨What are you doing? There is not enough room for both of us on the edge. One of us will fall¨ I told him. ¨I know. Exactly ...
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