Creative Writing: After High School

Think about your experiences of writing at college. Which types of assignments have you found helpful in strengthening your writing skills? Where do you want to improve your writing? What’s the most useful advice you’re received that’s helped you improve your writing. Be as specific as possible.

“I’m sorry, that I scared you. I will make sure that the next time, I approach people in a different way.” Then he just walked away and I saw him walk over to two kids and his wife. Then knew he was telling the truth.

The Johnny gasped and turned white as a ghost then red with rage. While all of the other boys were looking at the Ponyboy who was drowning, Johnny pulled a knife out of his back pocket, I gasped I knew what he was going to do seconds before he did it. “Wait!” I screamed, but the boy didn’t even acknowledge me. I turned around, I couldn’t watch. This reminded me too much of Yaqui beating me up, but this was different, these boys fought unlike we did. The way we fought it wasn’t killing each other or anything like that, but it was almost worse. Being humiliated in front of the whole school. Both Ponyboy and I got hurt though mine was both mentally and physically. The only other thing that I could see that connected our two lives was that we both fought back. Well actually Johnny fought for Ponyboy, but it’s pretty much the same, in the end the bullies both got what they deserved. No, that’s not true, nobody (even Yaqui Delgado) deserves to die. By the time I turned back around the boys were driving away in their car and the boy who had been killed was slumped on the ground not moving. The other boy; Johnny was helping to pull his friend; Ponyboy out of the water

After Mike explained the situation, Alex was silent for a long time and then finally said:

“That’s true,” another animal chimed in, “everyone is sick of you always being mean and

I sat down to talk to Mr. Alex; “You know what I am here to do right?” he just sat there and

Then the Jap who hit me spat on me. That is the normal day on the walk. We hardly get fed beatings are everyday especially for me seeing they think I'm a threat. “Are you okay now bud”? As he helped me up “We need to leave”.

He shakes his head and grabs my arm. I know there is no use in trying to fight him. So I just walk along as he leads me back up to the house.] (Refusal to the call)

"Kay kiddos, were just gonna get some statements from you about alex and then you can go home." She said

“Don’t thank me yet.” I slid my hand down all the floor buttons and ran out of the elevator faster than Two-Bit when he stole his switch blade. Taking the stairs is faster anyways I decided.

He hesitated as if he suspected a trick, so I left first and he followed.

“Alex doesn’t have amnesia!” Kohta said. “I could’ve sworn that he flashed this angry look when I looked at him. Of course he remembers!”

So school was a flop. I figured everybody would ignore me since I was the new kid. I guess this school likes picking on newbies. Worst first day ever. Figured if i’m going to live with Cora for a while might as well make the best of it. “Hey Cora. I don’t think I made a good first impression. Can I start over?” I asked.

"Sometimes you gotta let something bad happen, or else you wont know how to fix things when they go wrong later."

“Then keep running!” We were in his school hall was when I found this little punk trying to take down one of his classmates that was on my hook. The face he made when he saw me, oh man did he run like a breeze on a windy day.