Warriors of the Light
I have been on my way to school thinking that it was just going to be a normal day like any other day. And I have been glad that today was the last day of school and then it was going to be summer vacation. So I went to school like every other 13 year kid.
When I finally left school, I said farewell to all of my friends and I started walking home. But when I started approaching home, I knew something was off. So I started running to my house. But I was too late, when I was able to get inside I saw my entire family on the ground dead and covered in blood. But I saw some object behind the couch and I couldn’t believe my eyes, I became so scared when I saw that there was a frightening creature
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We are now on our way to the nightwraiths’ home and are going to try and kill the queen. We just arrived, my father told us to split up into groups of 3 so we could find the queen faster. As we thought there was a massive amount of nightwraiths. We eventually became surrounded and the odds were against us. But we kept on fighting and never gave up we eventually overwhelmed them. However some of us sadly died a lot of us are still alive and fighting.
After a while of fighting we came across a gigantic room that was different than the rest. Almost in an instant I could tell that that room was the queen’s room. We all became overwhelmed with joy and we finally thought we might have a chance to win. But when we saw the queen are joy turned into sorrow and fear. The Queen was about 7 stories tall and as long as a train. The queen was the most terrifying and intimidating creature I had ever seen and all of our hope was gone. The queen started killing us one by one while I just stood still and was petrified with
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But my father pushed me out of the way and got hit himself. With his last words my father told me that I was the last hope that this world had I was the only one who could kill the queen and save the world. My father told me that he believed in me and that I could do it. After that he died and in that moment I got furious. I put my father on the ground gently and I picked up my weapon and I didn’t care how big he was or how scary he was and what the odds were of me winning all I knew was that I had to kill it. So I just started attacking him left and right faster than I have ever ran before. After the fight was over I was
The king of the birds to the kings of the ships, black eagle and white behind it, in full view, hard by the palace, by the spear-hand, ripped open a hare with her unborn still swelling inside her, stopped from her last chance to escape. Sing sorrow, sorrow, but let the good prevail.
In Warrior Nations: The United States and Indian Peoples, Roger L. Nichols aims to provide readers a unique account on various wars, by focusing on the reasons behind each one and by detailing how each conflict effected other, farther away conflicts. . Nichols also provides six main attributes that were the main instigators of war. These attributes are:
Bahauddin ran from the salt caverns all the way to Balabad as soon as he saw his keys were gone despite the fact that he was old and actually very weak, and as soon as the invader handed Zim the baby girl Bahauddin came smashed the doors and started punching all the invaders “DON’T TOUCH MY DAUGHTER YOU HALOGENS!” Bahauddin yelled and Zim looked down at the baby, “Hello Lilac..” Zim smiled evilly “Kill him and his putrid wife for stealing my beloved daughter.” Zim commanded and the invaders rushed into the Queen's bedroom and stabbed Bahauddins wife to death. As Bahauddin was fighting the invaders he heard his wife's screams of terror, she screamed bloody murder. It made Bahauddins heart skip a beat as he saw and heard the woman he loved so dearly being stabbed to death. The invaders ran at Bahauddin and he gained some sort of strength and started fighting back even though he was so weak and frail. Bahauddin fought and fought for what seemed forever till finally Zim was only invader left and Bahauddin panted as wiped the sweat from his forehead. He took a knife from one of the invaders and stabbed Zim in the
Staring into them, I prepared myself for a battle I had been trying to play out in my head. I still had time to get into my position. Her claw-filled fingers sank into my flesh. I was under a spell that drained me of my strength. I managed to draw my sword but she was not affected by it. I became angry with myself. It was taking me so long to slay Grendels mother. Then suddenly, I felt her grip loosen and the magic was lifted; I knew that was my chance. There was an old sword on the wall in which I ran to and retrieved; I swung at her perfectly and felt the sword cut straight through her body. In just a brief moment, all of the spells were released and there I was, Beowulf, standing over her dead body, tall and brave after the battle had
I try to walk faster so that I can finally get to my destination but the walked seem like it was taking years to go there. As if the walk through the dark valley would never end. The full moon was shining very bright and the stars were out as I heard the sound of the gust wind, I don’t know why my heart began to beat faster, faster and faster. So then I began to run because of how frightened I was, as I was running I tripped over that seemed to be hard almost as if it was a bone. I fell forward and landed on my face, having my face painted towards the grassy muddy ground. As soon as I tried to get myself up something was licking my ear and screamed so loud that my echo was heard in the valley. I looked to where it was licking my ear and noticed it was a black dog with grey eyes. I was trying to figure out if he was a wolf or a dog but then I noticed his tongue and teeth and knew it was a dog. The dog seemed to want to play with me he immediately continued to lick me as I was scared for my life. I finally got up and walked away because I just wanted to go home where I was safe. The dog continued to follow me right behind me every step of the way. I began to run so that he stopped following but I was wrong he ran with me and even faster than me. He continued to follow me until I was home, I stepped inside my house and he wanted to step inside too. At that point I felt really bad for the dog and let him in. Something about this dog brought my attention so I decided that I would keep him as my
Ok. One night my sister and I were at my father’s house. He lives in Kingsville on 10 maybe 9 acres of land in this [small pause, looks at ceiling] I wouldn’t really call it a farmhouse, just a kind of small house out there. The previous person who lived in the house was supposedly shipped to an asylum, for, you know, normal stuff [pause] schizophrenic or something. My sister and I were at the house one night and we were cleaning up the house while my dad was on some sort of job out of the state and my step mom was at work in the hospital. We were doing our stuff, and then the power flickered, and came back on. We didn’t think anything of it. Then, outside of the door, we heard a noise, kinda like a dog barking, but like, just enough not so that we knew it wasn’t. So, we hear this noise, and start to get fre...
It was late I thought. Almost midnight yet I was still unable to sleep. I stared thoughtlessly at the moving shadows mumbling to myself, "it was just a story" but in my heart I knew it wasn't, it was more than a story, much, much more. Then, a crow appeared in the middle of my room. The crow stared at me with such intensity that I fell backwards into the safety of my pillow. I stared at the crow in shock as it disappeared into my closet and that's when I heard it, a long piercing whine that was like a nail to a chalkboard. I prayed that it would go away, I prayed with all my heart but it stayed there continuing its long whine. It was then when I caught a glimpse of it. I saw two glowing bloodshot eyes stare at me. I let out a scream born from terror and almost immediately my dad came bursting into my room. He stared at me with confusion but all I could do was point a shaking finger at my closet door. Cautiously, my father marched into the closet door only to find nothing inside. Then, without warning, the closet door slammed shut along with my father still inside.
It all started on an early Friday morning when my mom told me to run errand for her in a nearby market. The weather was calm and cloudy. There were no people walking in the streets, or even any other kinds of life. I wondered why the situation was different, but any way I headed to the market to fulfill my duty. To my surprise, when I arrived at the very center of the market, nobody was there. I asked myself if I came earlier than the others, and then I decided to wait for some minutes. I hanged around at least 30 minutes, but nobody came. My heart started to beat tremendously, and terror invaded my mind. When I was about to come back home, everything changed. Firstly, I have heard the sound of a bomb. It was extremely loud and I could not hear anything for a minute, then I fall down because of the severe pain in my ears. After couple minutes, I lost
This place was terrible. They took our clothes away, forced hundreds of us into tightly packed rooms, literally stacked on top of one another like a can of sardines. I was missing you all so much and needed you at the time for comfort. I could not stand it anymore as we rocked back and forth, weeping and angry. As I was bleeding terribly, I forced myself to unlock my hands from the chain. At that point I didn’t care how much pain I was in, all I wanted to do was escape. When I finally did escape and free the others, this raging power came upon me to takeover the ship. The others and I killed all but two of the Spanish on the ship. It felt good to let out all the anger that was built up inside of me and I felt accomplished and powerful.
The voices in my head become a swelling crescendo. I forcefully grab my head in between my hands as the words echo through my skull. Pain pulsates with every word. I squeeze my temples hard with my palms but the pain is unbearable. Clawing at my face, a scream rips through me; sapping every last drop of energy in my body. Like a rag doll, I collapse onto the cold concrete floor as a growing darkness overcomes me.
I just wish there was something I could do but nothing came to mind. I glanced out my window because of a light the caught my eye. I stood up and walked over to the window and slid it open; the light grew bigger and bigger as it got closer i stood back in fear until the ball of light reached my windowsill. I was trembling in fear. The ball of light came into my room and in the slowly faded into what looked like a person as the figure grew more clear it turned into a women in purple dress with a wand in her hand I asked her why she was here and what she was doing and she told me she was here to help me and I
Exasperated and on a mission, I went through a lot today! Two nights ago, I was Queen of Mythrin, and right now, on Earth, I’ve lost all privilege that I once possessed. Today was the scariest but most surprising day of my life, and those memories will live in my mind for the rest of my life. I hate most of these dreaded humans; they are oppressing me to the highest degree. Being chased and almost hunted down by an assassin, I exerted the most power I’ve ever exerted as I shapeshifted into a snake. For someone who didn’t have a spine, it was quite impressive actually ‘cause I slithered my way out of the forest, completely losing track of that annoying assassin. In that instant, I was totally out of my mind and was
Just as I get a breath, the powerful monster swallows me once more. It finally hits me that I’m going to be under a long time. These are 20 ft waves, I think to myself. There is no way I am getting out of here the easy way. I feel the blood surge to my head as the paranoia sets in.
Today was moving day. I was so nervous. I just getting to board my airplane and I remembered that I am leaving New York forever. I started to cry at the airport and I was really embarrassed. But, then I new that I was going to get a little sibling, so that cheered me up.
It was dark that night, I was nervous that this dreadful day was going to get worse. Sunday, October 23, 1998 I wanted to start writing this to tell about the weird things i’m starting to see in this new neighborhood. Gradually I keep seeing pots and pans on the sink suddenly move to the floor. I would ask my sister but she is out with my mom and dad getting the Halloween costumes. When they got home I didn’t tell them what I saw because i've seen Halloween movies and I have to have dissimulation otherwise the ghost will come out and get me first. October 24, 1998 I think I got a little nervous yesterday with the whole ghost thing. 12:32pm, Went to eat lunch with the family today and I go to get my coat. I heard the words furious and madness,