Conneaut: A Short Story

It was a dark and cold halloween night me and my friend Toony were trick or treating and these kids that were bullies at our local school were following us calling our names saying means things. So we ran and ran as fast as we could they didn’t catch up because they weren’t in the best of shape but we were. So once they were no longer in sight me and Toony started to walk we didn't see them for the rest of the night that we knew of but once we were about two miles away from my house. We heard a noise the bullies came storming out of the woods almost scared me half to death so we ran and ran they started getting closer which was a surprise so we just ran into this abandoned house where we hid out for the night. After about 3 hours they had

While we sat in our rambling tan and yellow cabin among the trees at 416 Spencer Falls Lane at Big Bear Lake, we watched the gloomy rain fall all morning long. Finally, the storm passed and the dark gray clouds passed over, the sun shone brightly on the wet grass. Yes, the day soon was as pleasant as any other august day, of course we knew it was frequently the case with a warm summer rain. This time, however, the rain had swelled the river washed away our small wooded bridge. Elaine my youngest sister sat beside the washed out bridge, she was so unhappy because it was loss. It was then that a shiny blue convertible drove up beside her, the four of us, our names are: William, Martina, Ella and David, watched as the car approached, it was around

“Calgon, take me away!” When I think of an amazing vacation, I have the imagery of a tropical paradise with the waves crashing on the beach and the sound of the wind rustling in the palm trees. That is close to the imagery the Calgon commercial portrayed. Maybe, I am biased to beach vacations because of the commercial. At any rate, I think an ideal vacation would be either a cruise vacation to a tropical locale or an all-inclusive resort vacation on an island. Both offer the sun, the sea, and lots of fun.

30 minute drive we finally got there. I got out of the car and put all my pads

“Alright, the final QA is done and it looks like the patch is good to launch in an hour,” Davin, one of the senior engineers slash her boss at Ultima, happily confirmed. “Good work, (Y/N). I’m sure a lot of our players will be very happy.”

" I-I... I can't believe no one went this way!" Protested the quaking Clavein, pulling on his ears in pure annoyance. He ran right into Cole's escape route and made his way back to his room. It seem like the others just stayed near the library, for what reason!? " N-not everyone is a fighter... T-they could be h-hurt in there." A bit of dust flew into Clavein's clattering mouth, causing him to cough loudly. He let's go of his now sore ears, placing his face straight on the ground. Though he is speaking on the inside, Clavein's grumbling against the soot covered floor. " Worst part is I left everyone. I'm the only one who ran! T-that makes me a bigger wimp than Kiel...A BIGGER WIMP THAN KIEL DAMN IT!" Clavein reaches out from underneath the bed, crawling his way out. The heat of the hotel has gone down a few degrees so Clavein is supposing they have solved the problem. " Okay, I-I'm done with this shit... I'm gonna have to help..." Clavein shakes like a dog as he starts to make his way outside. " Maybe i-if I get the hose and the latter I can cool things down!"

Snake blanches, even though Otacon is far too inebriated to notice much more than a few inches in front of him.

The charges that were put on my family and me were false. A squad was looking for my brother Victoriano Sanchez peralta, and because he use to live with us broke down our door in search of him. The detectives (about 5-7) present for the raid told us that since they did not find anything in our house that we were not going to be arrested. Then the detective left, and two other detectives came, and their superior called them, and from what they said their superior wanted them to take us to the precinct. The precinct was the 60th precinct in Brooklyn. We (my mother, underage sister, father, and me) were never told of the charges. Later before being release (on the same day as the raid on my home) I was told by a detective that all we were getting

"You understand your orders, Sergeant?" Lieutenant Vorne asked. He was an exceptional commander, though he'd been talking about retirement more and more lately. The man was getting up there in years. He'd finally given up on his thinning hairline last year and shaved his head; the hair never grew back.

One day at around 4:00 it was the beginning of the best day for our family the Cull-waters then,but later we will learn this was the beginning for the worst.While I Ashley, the youngest daughter of the Cull-water family,waited for my 18 year old big sis, Kate-Lorraine (who preferably liked to be called Lorrie) to get out of the bathroom.”Please come on Lorrie,”I asked for the 3rd time.”Hold on Pipsqueak I’m still putting on my

This rain carried on up till and during the hike. As time went by everyone became moody and with the constant rain we were kept in a state of discomfort. Tensions began to break out and members began to snap at each other. The beautiful views and experiences to be had at Philmont were marred by these events. Despite all this I promised myself, “I’m going to have fun. Nothing can ruin this for me”, and so gritting my teeth I prepared myself for the days to come. After 8 tiring days, however, my resolve was finally

I had always imagined it as a busy little tourist town where polar bears roamed freely in the streets; I had clearly let my imagination get the best of me, soon realizing that in the off season it was sleepy, quiet and beautiful, and no, polar bears were not roaming the streets. After we settled in, my husband Keith and I decided to do a little sightseeing before we headed to camp. Miss Piggy was the first on our list; A C-46 airplane which had crashed on November 13th, 1979. Miss Piggy had left the Churchill airport and shortly into the flight she experienced an engine failure and crashed into a rocky patch a quarter mile short of the runway. The wreck is still in the same place it landed, intact, minus the parts that have been stolen for souvenirs over the years and the single radial engine that sits in the rocks 50 feet from the aircraft. I felt like a kid exploring this relic, letting my imagination run wild thinking of all the adventures this plane may have been on before it found its final resting place in the rocks of the

As Mr. Pneumonia lurked in the shadows (personification) during a bitterly cold winter in Greenwich Village he saw an innocent looking girl and decided he would lash out and bury her as quickly as he could. Her mother worried desperately for many weeks as her daughter seemingly got worse. She had invested everything she could so her daughter would be able to make a good life of her own one day, but it seemed like it would all go to waste soon. Pneumonia certainly had become a menace and people did not dare go into the streets those icy winter evenings.

Although there were a few creatures at Seirin the most that Kuroko could count was four and the basketball team was the one that managed to snatch up all of them.

It was a bright winter’s day. I was strolling through the city with my friends Isabella and Phoebe. We were heading to the pancake kitchen. We agreed earlier in the day to go there for lunch.