Hieroglyphic (Nonfiction) I was sweating through every orphus of my body.The humid,hot,and sticky summer air was definitely getting to me, making my pale skin flush a slight cherry color carrying boxes upon boxes.My grandparents were having a yard sale,and of course, the family had to pitch in and help. ”Ava,grab that would you?” My grandmother asked directing to the box filled with random old dusty trinkets that smelled of mothballs and old books.
At our summer Kairos training meeting, our leader told us about how she was stressed out for the majority of the past year. She realized her all the stress that was building up inside of her was due to the fact that she had not cried in a while. It was not until she shared this story that I realized I have not cried in a long time. For me crying was a burden, or something to avoid because I usually was the one being cried on not the other way around. But something happened, actually a lot of things
“In a high speed chase, suspect on a black motorcycle, we are going 110 miles per hour.” Silence… Crash! Bang! Clash! In the middle of the intersection laid my dad, a police officer, and a criminal. As both men hit the scorching hot concrete, the criminal tried to flee the scene of the accident, but my dad used all of the strength he had left to pull out his Taser and take him down. By the time, the first responding officers arrived on the scene my dad laid unresponsive; the officers called
I sat on the stool, shaking as I waited for the teacher to call my name. She was preparing to hand back the first test the class wrote. The class was silent, save the sound of stools rocking back and forth against the cold tiled floor. Everyone was squirming in the seats, everyone except my friend. He sat completely still. Everyone else’s eyes were pinned to the envelope the teacher just took out containing the tests, everyone’s eyes except my friend’s. My friend looked up at the ceiling. He found
It is the biggest day of the year, I know I am leaving today. Today is black Friday and I am currently at Walmart in Minot, North Dakota. I have been here what seems like forever. I am a one hundred dollar bill, or as some people like to call me Benjamin Franklin. Before Walmart I was in the worst place for a hundred dollar bill, the dollar store. I was finally bought when a man spent $297.89 on balloons for a big party. Walmart is not a bad place for Ben Franklin like me, there are many expensive
“How long?” Jean Anderson asked Dr. Farms. “There is no definite answer” Dr. Farms replied apologetically. “How long?” Jean’s voice rose to a roaring volume escaping the door of the hospital room that was opened ajar and echoing down the hallway. “You are the gosh darn adroit doctor! You must know!” she replied “You have as much duplicity as the prized pig at the county fair” she said with a grimace on her face, “all the ballons, the streamers and the countless people asking the owner, ‘Why how old
Alex was tired when the annoying ringing of the alarm went off. He had no clue if the time was correct and he didn’t care. Today was the day he, Kevin and Father were heading out to search for his mami and papi. Alex Jumped out of bed and hopped into his clothes. He knocked hard on Julie’s and Bri’s bedroom door and yelled, “time to get up!” They needed to be at St.Vincent’s Church before the rioters woke up. He made his sisters get dressed and eat before they headed to the church. Alex felt the
Two years ago, early afternoon on a chilly winter Sunday is when it happened. I was laying in my bedroom, playing on my phone when suddenly I get a notification saying “The Nike Air Yeezy 2 is now available.” My jaw dropped in awe when I was able to buy a pair of them online at retail price. These sneakers were sought after by numerous amounts of people because of how popular the person who designed them was. Little did I know that this purchase would lead to me reselling sneakers as a small business
It was a warm day out there in the desert of Saudi arabia. Even though it was in the winter but in Saudi arabia there is nothing such as a cold day. I wake up at 5 O’clock I remember the feeling I had, nervous but excited. My body was shacking I did not want to talk or speak with anyone I was telling anyone who wants to speak with me that I was saving my energy to the race. All what I what I was thinking about that today is the day . The minute the race starts I will start a battle against myself
Baseball is an exciting sport. One sport that has been enjoyed by many people. Fans eat hot dogs and peanuts while watching the game. Pichers pitch. Catchers catch. Batters hit the ball and run. Fans cheer. Fans hope that their team will be the team to score the most runs. When I smelled the pink rose. A huge bumblebee flew out. I ran away as fast as I could run. Not fast enough. The bumblebee stung me. I cried. I've been afraid of bees since that day. The audience howled with laughter. The comedian