Creative Writing: Arima Passed Away

" 'Death,' I said, 'any death but that of the pit!'...At length for my seared and

Luckily he made it off the operating table alive, despite the fact that the tube had slipped too far. However, he was paralyzed on his left side and died a few weeks later.

Adam looked at Greg but then stared at the ground he looked almost sad. Adam finally said after a long silence, "What if we can't get home? We might be stuck in here forever. Think about those skeletons we thought looked really real. What if they really were the remains of the other people that got stuck here?"

Nobody liked Major and nobody wanted to be by Major all through 2nd grade to 11th grade, The jocks would bring him into the locker room so all the other jocks would beat him up and lock him into the lockers before the janitors hear the screams of the high-pitched punk, The girls would run away from him calling him a weirdo and creep but now by 12th grade Major had enough of the bull thrown at him . On the first day of school Major set out goals for this year, He was going to become popular and start standing up for himself and for others. Major’s body finally hit puberty in the summer as he grew to 6’2 with a nice muscular body from the workouts and the summer, he stopped wearing braces and now the acne on his face was gone, but he still wore

The blood was everywhere, but still, most of the blood covered the woman’s eyes. She seems to have no more energy to pick up the knife. Instead, she murmured:“He’s still alive...You killed him! It’s you! He was still alive when you told me he was

It all started when I was a little girl, my mom had taught me how to cook and I was making buffalo soup, it smelled like heaven. Right as I was going to be done making the dish I heard my mom yell my name in fear, I went outside only to see a group of people from another tribe running toward the house I was confused, all of the sudden I felt someone grip my sides as it happened I looked at my mom I saw tears forming at her eyes, I finally realized she was yelling for me to hide when I heard her yell my name, I passed out.

The last rays of the sun gleamed off golden domes and then shot up into the sky to spark the first shimmering of stars. Then the darkness came. Swift it fell, as though a lamp were snuffed out, and the air stilled, and an eerie silence grew. This was no rowdy city; not tonight. It was a city under siege, and word of the dark sorcery of the previous night ran from district to district, house to house, person to person. Fear ruled the shadows tonight. The house doors were shut. The inns were empty. All the city’s windows were barred.

The sun ducked below the horizon and out came the moon, draping the lands in a melancholy glow. A comfortable silence cradled my ears, enhancing the scene before me. The swashed blue sky with mountains stretching for the stars, the tiny blossoms painting the vast field, and the monsters chasing an innocent. Wait, there's something off here!

The moon rose over the ruins of the village, bathing the roads in an eerie silver glow. Destroyed buildings, some with fires still burning within, littered the town. The old architecture crumbled to the ground, no longer able to hold itself up. The wind whipped fiercely across the battered landscape. Silence echoed throughout the rubble, not a single person in sight. The inky darkness of the night slowly became more pronounced as time moved forward.

He had to overcome these things to finally be at peace among others of his kind. (The Death

“Ooooh the sun going down, and I won’t be here long. Ooooh, then I be going home. Ooooh, I can’t let this dark cloud catch me here.”

Corey: Dude! Why have you been ignoring me? And why do you look so down?

Darkness seemed to edge around all corners of Nyx’s being as she wandered down an old, worn out road, formed by her ancestors, formed by suffering and torment. Houses shaped themselves on either side of the road, but there were not many, and they spread themselves out like rebellious wildflowers in an emerald field. But just like wildflowers, the houses were fragile, and most looked as though a simple breeze would push them over, taking all who lived inside with them. No candles from inside the homes were lit, and Nyx could only go by the light of the moon. It was nearly filled to the brim with anemic light. However, the more she walked, weary and disconcerted, the more she disregarded the moon. A little house, no larger than those around her,

you may live in desolation for all eternity, as he feels his soul feels at this moment. He

A chilled breeze caused my hair to stand up on end, so I peek over my shoulder to see the window in my bedroom door open. The blue, polka-dotted whipped around violently but I couldn 't hear the sounds of a strong wind. Huh, could have sworn I 'd closed that. . . I spring to my feet and shiver as I step across the cold floor toward my room. On my tip-toes, I pull the screen down to shut it and take a minute to stare out the window. The moon cast a dim light over the small town, illuminating only the fronts of houses and the tip of trees, abandoning all else to darkness. A light fog danced in the distance and I smiled thinking how perfect it looked on Halloween 's night. I looked down from the top floor one last time then tugged the curtains shut.