Man #1: *smiling* Oh you’re the girl I’ve been looking for. Of course I’ll help you. ~ As the two men started to approach you a big swoosh sound went passed your head. The next thing you saw was that the two men were lying on the ground bleeding from the neck. You look to the place where the sound came from and you saw a shadowy figure then in a blink it was gone. ~ Rae: *shock* Who the hell was that? ~ You look to the lifeless bodies and found two hairpins plunged in their necks. You pull them out and cleaned them off. ~ Rae: *confused* These hairpins? I’ve seen them before but where? ?: *yells* Hey who’s down there? ~ You hear someone yelling and ran back into the shadows. You hear a group of people running to the dead bodies. You slowly slip deeper into the shadows until you hear a neigh. ~ …show more content…
*snorts* ~ You hopped onto Mystery and rode home still thinking about the hairpins. ~ ~ Main House ~ **Dang! Why does she always stop the story? Because I can! Just kidding. But really a murder in the beginning. Well I gotta make it interesting. Plus it’s all Kayla’s fault. (Kayla comes out) What’s my fault?! Nothing. Gotta go! Bye!** ~ You get back to the house and find Kayla standing outside with the bodyguards waiting for you to come home. ~ Kalona: *stares at you* Where have you been Rachel? Do you know what time it is? Rae: *laughs* Relax I’m perfectly fine. I was just out for a little fresh air. It’s no big deal. Zack: *looks at you* Rachel you can’t just… is that
In 1692, one of the most inhumane tragedies occurred in the small village of Salem, Massachusetts. Now infamously recognized as the “Salem Witch Trials,” the trials were based on faulty accusations that charged others of being witches. These accusations resulted in a considerable amount of people being imprisoned and hanged, and it ended with 20 people being killed. 309 years later, four planes were hijacked by terrorists and were set to crash in four important government centers and buildings. Consequently, these attacks resulted in 2,966 deaths and it was the most severe attack ever on American soil. The terrorists were revealed to be Muslims, and that they supposedly did it in the name of “Allah”, which is the Arabic translation for God.
My feet planted firm on the ground as I bit the inside of my cheeks to feel something. My pigtails and gray uniform forgotten along with my surroundings as I just watched death do his work. I didn’t feel like a kid anymore. The once peaceful scene turned into a mass of chaotic moments as soon as metal clashed on metal, and the remains of glass littered the floor of the street in front of the fenced gates of my school. My peers screamed loudly but the sound of the crash replayed in my head, but worst of all is that I saw the blond hair of the woman cover her face like a veil tainted red. My teacher ushered us to wait inside yet my mind was numb and my thoughts blurred as I heard the cries of the adults.
The 9/11 Story in Fragments, created by Steven Zorn, for the Smithsonian Institution, tells the stories of the horrific encounters when the World Trade Center in New York, and the Pentagon in Washington were struck down by hijacked commercial airliners. The film, based on factual evidence, uses individual narratives, and graphical effects to highlight the events along with personal objects that belonged to the victims and survivors of 9/11. The short film is an historical document that recounts that tragic day, when lives were lost, heroes were made, and America was forever changed. The document highlights the events of the coordinated, terrorist attacks, and massive cleanup efforts. The document is referred as the ‘people’s story,’ as the stories are expressed by the people. The 9/11 events will always be preserved in our memories.
I will be telling y’all about 9/11 and what happen and what some brave people did to save
Helena: (rubbing her thigh) I know—but why are we here? I mean we have personal assistants to take care of these kinds of things.
"I'm fine, darling," Nietra interrupted, smiling, "it was just a small fall which winded me for a moment or two. Luckily my darling granddaughter Elya was here to help me and get me comfortable."
“Two, my best friend is female. I went through a horrible break up last year. I almost killed myself over it. She stood by me and pulled me through. Any woman I’m with has to accept that and her. If I get married my priorities will be my wife, my kids, and then her, in that order.”
I went in to the front lounge and sat on the sofa, all of a sudden I was floating in this black void, I was in complete darkness but I could still see my arms and legs, I could here a voice calling, a cold eerie voice but I didn't understand it.
“Sorry,” she said, giggling while wiping a tear from her eye. “Aragon, I haven’t seen you in, like, forever.”
* (She stops, resting in the cool grass, sighing peacefully. You smile, flopping into the grass face-first. She giggles.)
Rita: It's all right, I know. Soon as I walked I here I said to
I shout for my family, but I don't hear anyone respond. I start panicking. I search frantically in the rubble for any sign of them. Then I hear someone screaming my name. "Enaya! Help me! Please!" I turn to see the face of my mother.
I turn around, the unsettling feeling of something following dawns on me. A wave of mist rushes over to me and blurs my vision. Crows cackle into the dark night and I’m suddenly aware of how alone I am. I start running, the fear of a creature lurking in the forest is my worst enemy. Constantly looking over my shoulder, expecting to see a monster staring into my soul. A light suddenly shines onto me and I am illuminated in the dark surroundings. Startled and confused I back away from the spotlight, thrown into complete darkness again. The light is being thrown around the forest, hungry for a living being. I crouch behind some bramble and hope the light disappears.
“Why it’s no trouble at all! It’s nice having someone else to talk to.” He
I stew in my sham for a few more moments when I snap back into reality remembering I am Mrs. Malone, respected wife and mother; I have to carry out my day. I get out of the bed and towards the master bathroom to clean myself up and prepare for the day. I finish getting myself together and I leave my room to go downstairs. I get to the bottom of the stairs and I see Zach and Mia dressed in their best clothes waiting on me.