A Speech On The Day Of Beer Pong The Music Stops

It’s a normal day at school during recess in the middle of spring; the boy begins to start a game of tag with the rest of his classmates. The kids began to form miniature games trying to figure out who will be it first. “It” is the person who has to tag the other classmates in the game. They’ve chosen their person and now it’s game time. The joy they brought amongst each other, laughing and screaming, “you’re it” to their peers. They ran, pushed and scrambled all over the playground. Then all of a sudden a boy is pushed a little too hard and he tumbles on the floor. He rolls twice on the cement scraping his knees. He looks around and his friend gives him a helping hand by pulling him up allowing him to dust his self off. He then attempts to run again and feels a breeze from the wind burning his knee. The skin has apparently been broke open. His knee is red and starting to bleed. Now his blood vessels, platelets and cells in that area are damaged causing external bleeding. He now goes into shock because he looks at his own blood and starts to cry walking back to where the

I landed hard on the asphalt, I probably bruised my ass, as if I didn’t have enough from Yaqui beating me up. I stood up. Where was I? Was I still asleep? I pinched myself, no I was definitely awake. I looked around, I was in a parking lot. There was nobody around, wait! There were some people I ran over hoping that they knew where the heck I was. I stopped short these were boys about my age maybe a bit older and they looked like they were in a fight. The fight seemed unfair because it was four against two, I wanted to help, but I didn’t know what I could do. I watched as one of the older boys pushed one of the two not as well dressed boy’s head into a fountain. He was drowning him! His buddies were laughing. “Ponyboy!” The other boy who I

I figured that an adult must have been coming soon to tell us what we should do, but after waiting around for a few minutes, I couldn’t bear just being there and not doing anything. I knew that guests would be arriving shortly, so I took the initiative and proposed that we should start setting up the chairs and tables that were stacked against the wall. I asked half of the people volunteering to help me, and the other half I asked to look around for any party decorations or table settings that could be put out. Surely enough, Victoria, one of the volunteers found plates and utensils in the kitchen, so we got to work setting up the dining

I procrastinate for an hour or two but then push myself to do my homework. After 3 hours of hell, I finally completed all of it and decide to take a shower. Once I get out, I get out my speakers and begin to play 'I like it when you sleep for you are beautiful yet so unaware of it' probably one of the best albums ever released. Over all of the loud music I hear a loud bang from downstairs. I quickly shut off the music and wait to see if I will be able to hear the noise again. Yep, there it is. I swiftly open my door and walk downstairs and see my mom on a rampage. She screaming and throwing things and I am bewildered.

I reached in my pocket for my pen so I could sketch some flowers. I pulled out a few dollars bills, and I remembered my mother gave me money so I could buy some milk for her. I turned around and went to the grocery. I went into the milk section, grabbed a jug, and headed to the checkout. The man in front of me in the line was staring at me. He looked at me like I was a vicious beast. I began to feel uncomfortable. The teenage brothers behind me were rough housing and when one threw a punch, they knocked me with their elbow. I couldn’t keep my balance. I went diving towards the ground, and I hit the man in the back with my nose. He fell to the ground, holding both his arms like he broke them. I got up and tried to help him up. He was backing up in fear saying, “Monster, you monster.” Everyone began to stare and back away from me, even the brothers. It was completely silent. I could hear my breathing. I heard one of the employees whisper to someone, “Call 911.” Then I bolted out the front door. I ran as fast as my little feet could go. In the corner of my eye I could see people behind me. They were catching up to me. At this point, I knew I couldn’t run any longer. I started to stumble and then, I felt a hand hook my shell. I went flying back. After that, the moment was surreal. I knew my mom was going to kill me, if the police don’t first. I don’t even remember much of it

Me and my friends Preben, Bryan, Dillon, and Lucas go to the school dance on friday the 13th. Preben is the one nerd out of are group. Bryan is the guy who thinks he is all big and tough but when it comes to a fight he can’t fight at all, Lucas is the scaredy cat, Dillon is the curious one who always wants to explore scary stuff, and I’m the one who don’t really care about anything. People at the dance kept making up rumors that if you leave the first 5 people to leave the dance would be haunted or followed by a mummy. But after a while we weren 't having fun so we planned on leaving. Were walked in the hallway’s to leave the dance.

Most people stopped smiling. Screams were heard. Dancing stopped. Why were people screaming? All I heard was the beat of the music. People began running towards the front door, into the bathroom, behind the bar. Anywhere they could hide. I stood on my tiptoes to see the commotion, A guy was holding a gun, shooting us. Bodies dropped rapidly. My heart sunk. Where was Travis? Kendra? I couldn’t find my best friends. Still on my tiptoes, I looked around. I saw Kendra. Then a crowd of people engulfed her and I could no longer see her. I hoped that my friends would be okay before I rushed into the bathroom. A small pile of people cowered together upon hearing the bathroom door swing open. They thought I was him. Once seeing I held no weapon, they yanked my t-shirt sleeve and pulled me into the pile of crying, shaking, scared friends. I pulled out my phone, clicking it on then opening the thread of messages between my mom and I. Quickly, I typed a brief explanation of what was happening and where I was. I sent an ‘I love you both’ before shoving my phone back in my pocket. I gripped a stranger’s hand tightly, tears rushing down my face like a waterfall. A sob choked in my throat, causing my breath to hitch, letting out a hiccup. A stranger hugged me closer. The shouts wouldn’t leave my head. I heard them all over, I heard the shrieks, the calls for help. Why is this happening? was all I could think. I squeezed my eyes shut, throwing my hands over my ears,

I was walking to open the door when i heard a loud bang and saw my door hitting my wood floors then the swat team said "put your hands up your under arrest for the murder of Ralph Burns " I listened and slowly put my hands up I was extremely confused who is Ralph Burns? Then one of the police men took my hands and put them behind my back then put tight hand cuffs on me. They took me to a police car and put me inside.i asked the officer driving the car what the heck is going on he said I'm not at the authority to tell you . Now I'm sitting in a holding cell. Well I'm waiting I might as well tell you who is am hi I'm Stefan I'm a high school student in Arizona I had a pretty

I was in absolute terror at this point, I couldn’t think straight, I couldn’t feel anything other than dread and pain. When she finished the call she handed my phone back to me, and I just stood there in front of the girl’s bathroom in complete shock. This is happening. An ambulance is coming to our school. WHAT DID I DO WRONG? WHAT SHOULD I HAVE DONE? I fell to my knees and broke down, burying my face in my hands. What have I done? Why is this happening? Thoughts were piercing my head as I sat in shock, feeling everything in slow motion as it flashed before my eyes. My friend saw my horrified expressions and carried me to the classroom farthest away from the scene, which was were the rest of the cast was to stay out of the way of the police and doctors. This was probably an odd sight so see due to my long and large stature compared to my somewhat smaller friend who was carrying me, but it was an act of kindness nevertheless, and I still appreciated their generosity. Upon entering the classroom, a complete riot commenced. No one knew how to react. Some were crying, others were calming them down, and some were silently staring into oblivion. I dried my tears and cleared my throat as I stood at the front of the

Trying to open my door to my house to get inside while a mysterious white van approches up in front one that i have never seen around or could remember. The people in the van ask my uncle “aye where you from?” and he replies with “i am from nowhere i don't gang b..a..n..g”. My neighbor sees what is happening outside but is hiding behind his door just looking what happens next.Then comes out running and has a ak-47 on him lock and loaded ready to shoot. The next thing I know he starts to shoot at the van while my uncle and I duck for cover behind the wall. I was so scared and wanted to scream and let my emotions out but for some reason I couldn't and just saw all the bullets come out one by one.This felt like it could take hours and I also saw that he had another magazine in his sweater and thought to myself when will this end and how? I'm breathing so quick exhaling and inhaling thinking I could pass out any minute if I keep this up but quickly found out this is the only thing that is keeping me calm. The guys in the white van run out of bullets to shoot and took off making the loudest noise with the wheels burnin

I am the star baseball player. I know many people because of this, I have my own group and they were crazy out of their minds. Carlos is my best friend. We sit together in class. He also knew Emilio, trinity, and Taylor. One day after my baseball game, Carlos came up to me and asked me if I knew about Kab. Carlos explained to me that Kab was a ghost town abandoned 78 years. I didn't like the idea. Carlos, said" Come on it's Halloween tomorrow. I mean come on you don't really want to trick or treat. You're 18 Paul, 18"! I reply" ok I guess we can go". Then Emilio, Taylor, and trinity come over. They ask what are you guys talking about. Carlos says "Kab". Emilio asks" what's that?". I said" some stupid ghost town, knowing that Emilio is

As i’m sitting on the floor, numb, confused, and dazed, i try to comprehend what is going on. All i can here is a deep voice telling everyone to stay down. Just a few minutes later everything is back to normal, except the bank that me and my mom are at is a disaster and there are cops right beside me asking questions. Once I come to reality and realize what happened, I have to start talking to a detective with the name of Brian Wilbourn. Right after I get done talking with detective Wilbourn, my friend Jack Winter walks in. While my mom was talking to the officer, me and Jack decided to get some fresh air, so we walk out the bank. Right when we walk out, a black bag goes over our heads.

Kipps office with only the feeling of numb anger coursing through me, I can faintly hear his croaky “I smoke at least 25 cigarettes a day” voice on the phone to my parents muttering things like “I’m sorry” and “she doesn’t seem to be taking it well” like I’m supposed to be ecstatic that my only friend had 48 minutes ago “jumped” off a building and right about now her milky white skin would be turning even paler like somehow that is possible while surrounded by stupid people who didn’t even know her, sharing stupid stories from kindergarten like that’s going to magically bring her back. This is all too much for me, I can feel my stomach convulsing and after a split decision I’m up and running, during my marathon to the bathroom I can see the ambulance, people crowding it and right out of the corner of my eye The Old Man with The Grin, well he’s the school’s groundskeeper but Penelope used to call him that and tell me about how she would ditch class to keep him company. I always found it strange that she would voluntarily spend time with a random old man but every time I’d bring it up she would chant “KARMA” like somehow, she would be praised for her good deed. Walking back to Mr. Kipps office I noticed the ambulance is gone and so is everyone else besides the old man, he’s standing right next to the ledge Penelope allegedly jumped from with like always, a grin. Yet when he noticed me he waved but with a sudden look of

RING RING! “Come to Gavin’s AMAZING end of the year party! We have games, food, and especially FUN!!! I you can make it, it’ll be a blast!” Gavin’s text made me feel like a million bucks. I love parties like I love my mother. I accepted the invite, and when the day came, on a Thursday during Summer, I was there, having a hotdog and a Coke in my hand. The hotdog had a strange smell, although it tasted great. The Coke was delicious and very bubbly, and as brisk as a morning dew. Most of my friends were there, Joey (both of them), Logan, Zach, and of course, Gavin. The tall Joey, he has a knack for adventure, and let’s just say cats aren’t his favorite animal. The smaller one is a good friend of Gavin, and always makes sure he has the best relationships with his teachers. Zach is a comedian,

The man that saw my first was trying to kick down my door! Then a creaking sound came from behind me. The secret passage was opening! I quickly grabbed the fire poker I had in front of the fireplace, but it was too late. He had me in his arms. The next thing I remember is waking up in a ditch, with a throbbing head, and the words “Beware Piggy's” written on my shirt. My first reaction was where am I? Than I realized that the police station was right in front of me. When I stood up I immediately was rushed to a hospital by a cop that was just leaving for patrol. The doctor told me I had a fractured skull and a concussion and that he was going to prescribe me some pills. The hospital gave me some clothes to wear and they sent off my other clothes to the police statio for evidence and to see what they could find on them. I called a taxi. I hadn’t even said to the driver that I didn’t have any money on me because I was attacked and he said that I don't need to pay for the trip home. I didn’t have to say where I lived and he drove right there which immediately set off a red flag. Then I remembered my dog, but when i walked in there wasn’t a thing in sight that resembled a break in. Let alone a dog murder. Every last