The End of my Amazing World.
It was a day, just like any other day in Los Angeles City. People running down the streets trying to be on time for work and school, after a three day weekend. I can clearly remember the day everything changed. I got up, I thanked God for another day with my wonderful boy in an amazing world, and then I got ready for my first day at a new job. –“Hurry up Willy! I don’t want you to be late for school.” I told him. –“Oh mom! Just let me sleep five more minutes, I am still dreaming”. He answer with a sleepy voice. –“Oh, come on lazy boy! It time to go learn something, you already had enough time to dream, you can take a nap after school.” –But mom! I don’t have any energy. –“But nothing Willy, go brush your teeth’s. I will be waiting for you on the kitchen to have breakfast.” Willy didn’t got all
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–“Mom, I am scared!” Willy shout from below the table. –“Don’t be honey, this will pass in a …show more content…
We formed groups to cover more ground in less time. When we were outside, I saw the old man again, this time I decide to go and talk to him. At first I thought he was crazy, I just wanted to convince him to go to the refuge center with us. But he didn’t want to. He just keep telling me “only faith will save you from the end of this world” I didn’t know what he mean by that, then he started to tell me more about it. He started to talk about a safe place where only those who had faith will be able to stay, he said God hands will protect you from the devil, but to get there you need to be in the holy land at the time of the end. By this time I was completely sure this man was crazy, I just gave him some canned food and left. Then he started to yell, -“You don’t have much
A bit later we get an idea of how successful Willy is. Willy tries to
It was a warm morning, Leah was getting ready to see her new high school with her mom. She looked through the window and saw a young boy around her age wearing a red cap, cutting off weed and fixing up a place across from where she lives. The guy knew she was looking at him from across the window, so he looked up and gave a smile at her. Leah moved away from the window and got embarrassed. She then took another peek and saw that the guy left with his bicycle, she was wondering who he was. A few minutes later, Leah’s mother took her to the high school she will be attending to, she saw the high school and it was much different where she attended to in New York, it was like a type long house with only 3 big room, they only had 1st year, 2nd year, and 3rd year of high school. They put her 1st year of high school which is like freshman year again. Leah will be starting high school within 2 weeks. She was kind of excited but yet nervous about how people will act with her since she can’t speak much Spanish. The next day she saw the guy she looked at through the window again cleaning up the property from across her house, he saw her looking at him again and he waved hi to her, Leah hid quickly and turned red, she told herself “ he probably thinks I’m a weirdo or he probably thinks I’m stalking him”. She then wanted to say hi back
The previous week they had performed the spell successfully. After contacting Mordred, Merlin and Morgana had arranged to meet him and Aglain, the leader of the druid camp, in the woods near a small waterfall, halfway between Camelot and the grave of Gorlois. Morgana always went on her annual pilgrimage to her father's tomb at this time of the year, at the end of spring.
Willy knows he has failed in life and he knows there is not much left
A thick plume of black smoke and ash hung in the air in a heavy haze, almost completely obscuring the lurid red glow of the waning sun. Below, a cloud of grey plaster dust twisted and writhed amid the sea of debris as intermittent eddies of wind gusted by.
You walk along the mushroom lit vegetation, moving up and over the daggers protruding from the thousands of branches. You have no idea where you are, as you had lost where you were going once the eerie shadows began to move and seemingly rearrange the forest of bramble.
she always used to wish for a way to escape her life. She saw memories
My Papa says I have a special gift, she told me it isn’t normal to see the things I see. Purple sounds like low deep G note (papa taught me the piano keys). The sound of birds chirping looks like blurry yellow blob, repetitively, following the beat of each chirp; they taste also taste like sunflower seeds. I like eating Bird Chirps.
It was the first day of sophomore year for many, but for Emma, today marked the beginning of her new identity. As she sat in homeroom, Emma shuddered as she recalled the moment she was told she was not allowed to return to Oakville High School. That was the reason she was sitting in an unfamiliar classroom, surrounded by unknown faces. The school was built with cinder blocks with white tiled floors, and the rooms were decorated with black and white educational posters. That didn’t matter to Emma, because there it was almost guaranteed that she wouldn’t have to face anybody from Oakville again. “How could they blame me for that? A fourteen year old girl who has never done anything horrible in her life, yet they think I would wreck a car!” Emma thought bitterly.
There were once three friends Luke, Adam, and Eli. They were running for their lives from alien soldiers. They had only some food, water and a knife each. “Runnnnn they're gaining on us!” yelled Luke who was at the front. After they lost them they stopped to rest. They were in the forest of pyrex. They knew they had to get to hi valley for it was the only safe place in all the world. They were close to the place thought they just had to avoid many soldiers and bullets and then it would be a straight shot to the valley. Eli pointed to a map and said “It might be a few day stretch from here.” “But” interrupted Adam “There are soldiers everywhere that will shoot you on the spot,” luke said “We should go this way through the Spirit forest because, there is no way any soldier would go through it.” even though the voyage would take longer it was the safest way.
The Creature That Opened My Eyes Sympathy, anger, hate, and empathy, these are just a few of the emotions that came over me while getting to know and trying to understand the creature created by victor frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. For the first time I became completely enthralled in a novel and learned to appreciate literature not only for the great stories they tell but also for the affect it could have on someones life as cliché as that might sound, if that weren’t enough it also gave me a greater appreciation and understanding of the idiom “never judge a book by its cover.” As a pimply faced, insecure, loner, and at most times self absorbed sophomore in high school I was never one to put anytime or focus when it came time
What I found most baffling was how I was completely oblivious to the control that alcohol had on my life. The family tried explaining the pliers-like grip it had on me, but they would further have to explain how I became very defensive when they did so, They indicated how I would incite arguments and become very ill-tempered in response to my inability to calm my cravings. However, I couldn 't even begin to conceive of myself displaying such behavior, especially towards my own family. Learning how my actions had hurt them in such a manner was perhaps the most difficult part to accept as it caused a mass of sorrow to fluctuate my heart and flood my eyes with tears on a regular base. I thought, endeavoring to wrap my mind around it all was literally incomprehensible. Still, something or someone had to be the voice of reason behind the broken furniture, busted walls, and smashed mirrors throughout the house. I came to grips with the fact that everyone could not have been fashioning the exact same fabrication about me and my sudden outbursts.
"Not if I beat you until you can’t." I said crudely. I was anxious and scared. I broke my mum's lawn gnome and knew that she had warned me of touching them or else she would make me into a lawn gnome. I also knew that I would not only be in trouble for breaking of the head of the orange beard, red checked and very plump gnome, but also for playing hooky with my Dad’s RC car. Later that night I got three extra spankins for threatening my little sister.
“Lindsey, grab Hope and shelter yourselves in the living room closet,” my voice was low, although vehement. I ran to the door, the cacophonous sounds becoming nearly intolerable. They were here.
The safe house that Cain had picked out had been built in the early 50's. Originally a small jailhouse, it had been abandoned in 1975 when the King commissioned for the Wayland Penitentiary to be built. The jailhouse, while small, had been built over a series of evacuation tunnels dug deep underground. They weren't used by anyone other than the Knights and the Red Hoods—the King had condemned it with the closing of the jailhouse, deeming the tunnels unsafe for use.