Creative Story Essay

The wet tiles that were beneath my feet felt cold, and moist. The locker room was filled with the sound of scalding water slapping the tile floor harshly. The room felt hot and humid like a summer day in Florida. I could feel my anxiety burning within me, in the same way a fire burns down a forest. It grows profusely worse as the second hand on the clock above my locker ticks away. I quickly changed into my swim trunks, and crept into the swimming area with fear and anticipation. I tiptoed my way down the stairs that led into the pool. I could feel the brisk water slowly creep up my leg as I forced myself deeper and deeper. I was on my way to my mother who was going to try and teach me how to do a back float. I remember tipping

I dove through the cold currents, feeling my hands create an opening through the water. I closed my aching eyes and let the water submerge me, pulling me in. The sun cast shadows on the floor of the pool, shifting every now and then. I could feel the warmth of the sun as I swam further. I sighed, deeply content.

“Well, I generally prefer more adult dreams, but I guess any good dream will do. I only get pockets of sleep these days.”

“Why is my life so boring?” Renaldo was thinking about how his life could possibly be more adventurous before he went to sleep. “Wouldn’t it be pretty cool if I was, like, abducted by aliens or something?” Renaldo had no idea of the irony of that statement. “ Well, There goes another boring, gloomy day...” Renaldo thought as he drifts off into sleep.

The sweat in my head starts to run down to the corner of my eye and I immediately start thinking of a single thing, the ice cold Frio River, I suggested to my friend that we should start heading towards it so we did. By submerging in the water, my nervous system instantly reacted to the temperature but soon after, relief. At the bottom of the river floor I feel the rocks smoothed out by the water along with the algae and every so often some young fish that thrive there. Along the end of the “section” of the river there’s a little wall where water falls down from to another section, while sitting there I can feel the strong pressure of the water hitting against my chest, consequently, I reach a point of relaxation incomparable to all

In the middle of the night, Alex was in the middle of finishing his paper for a school assignment with already five empty cans of Red Bull. Alex couldn’t think straight knowing that it was due the next day. Exhausted, Alex decides to take a thirty minute nap. What harm would a thirty minute nap do to me?, thought Alex. He went to bed, set the alarm, and fell asleep. Ten minutes seem to pass when Alex wakes up, but something didn’t seem right. He couldn’t seem to move or speak. How odd, Alex thought. Moments passed before he realized that his eyes weren’t even open. Yet, he was aware of all of his surroundings. Is this a dream?, Alex thought to himself. Moments passed when Alex didn’t seem to know what to do but to just look at his room, until

I batted my eyelashes lined with sleep. For a moment, I was disoriented to where I was. I felt around the soft bed, waving around my arms frantically. The area next to we was cold; Ross was gone. I pushed my senses to get up, tempting myself with visions

I am sitting on an inflatable tube in the middle of Lake Michigan. I’m not sure how I got here. Suddenly, I hear “Lean back!”; I’m not sure why, but I just lean back. I’m so scared, I don’t know what is happening. I see a big white boat with blue dual canvas start to go fast, and I feel a jerk. I don’t know what’s happening! Is the tube sinking? Am I going to drown? What is happening? The boat is now going fast, and I’m told I can sit up now. I am kneeling on the tube for five seconds, and I say “OH MY GOSH! This is so fun!!!”. I can’t believe that I have never done this before. I was being pulled so fast that the wind dried my face from the splashing fishy water. There is a wave and my knees fly almost a foot off of the tube! This is the

I opened my eyes at the bottom of the deep end and saw water swirling around me. “How in the world will I ever reach the top?” I thought. I repeated Emily’s words in my head, “You can do this, Clover, You can do this Clover, You can do this, Clover!” I did what years of swim teaching at Daland had taught me. I pushed the bottom of my feet against the bottom of the water.

One summer night in a neighbourhood, Bryan got on his motorcycle and was looking for a ramp. Then he hit a fence and found a slide. He jumped over the fence and landed in a cold, cold pool. Then the pool’s owner had just seen what happened. She called the local police station to get him out and warm. Then his dad came to pick him up.

Sleep was terrifying. Ever since Allie and her mother, Eva, had ran off from her murderous father, Allie had been avoiding falling into the darkness called sleep. Her father was a madman, he convinced Allie from a young age that everything he was doing was for her. Every week, Allie saw another man go into their basement, and never come out. What her father did to these men was left to question.

My head raced as adrenaline rushed through my veins, I could feel fear. As I forced myself to jump, my feet lifted off the ground and the rocks from under me disappeared from under my feet and it seemed as if splash… My frail kind of chubby body hit the water and sent ripples through the water, as my head was swallowed whole by the water. My feet hit the slimy ground as it seemed to wrap around my feet attempting to trap me underwater . Franticly I kicked until I could breath again. I surfaced as my brother floated on the water “you're still a pussy”, he said in the bickering way brothers

He hadn’t slept in days. He wouldn’t sleep until everything was somewhat normal. He had made everyone stay up all night until they had a plan. They didn’t sleep very well that night.

Sam looked up to see a whirlpool. He had been planning for this moment for years. He would swim into the whirlpool and hope for the best. But the wirlpool was a good mile off in the distance, at his age he had trouble getting around. He didn't have much time so did the first thing that came to mind. He swam over to a neighboring house and outside was a dolphin, which is mermaids used for transportation. He sliced the tether that was tied to the house to keep the dolphin there. He Hoped on and rode as fast as he could towards the whirlpool. He rode and rode until he was upon the whirlpool. He jumped off the dolphin into the whirlpool swimming as hard as he could towards the surface. Water rushed around him until he felt this weird sensation. It was very warm, He looked up to see the

Gerard rolled over and sat up as he heard Mikey open cabinets and drawers downstairs. His head still felt heavy and fuzzy with disorientation, like it had been yesterday, feeling like someone had filled his head with molten metal and it had slowly hardened overnight. He placed his feet on the carpet and willed his legs to allow him to stand up on the cold, hard wood. He didn't feel particularly sick, more depersonalized, like a part of him was still laying in bed