Creative Writing: Borderline In High School

“Burris, please bath yourself before you come back tomorrow,” I said. The foul little thing laughed at me. He spoke in an uncouth manner,

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.

Upper school English teacher Ms. L.C. says her favorite smell is that of a melting popsicle in the summer. “I love the sweet fructose of the popsicle juice,” said L.C. “Especially the way it combines with the smell of the wooden stick.”

something bothered him, he wouldn’t come right out and say it. He’d keep it to

There's a chorus of ooo's before Carmilla bites out, "Grow up, losers," and goes back to scribbling in her notebook.

Chip just did not understand any of the verbal and nonverbal cues Sarah

I’m currently a freshman at Cape Coral High School and so far everything has been going well. Teachers and staff are always eager to reaching out and helping students with concerns. Along with that, the hallways, the side stairways, and the happy, marching music are effective during the changing of classes.

"I wonder what made Double D so upset Ed" eddy said continuing to Edd s house. Even though he was pretty sure he knew the reason, he couldn't takes Ed s continuing nonsensical laughter. It worked as Ed stopped laughing and put on a serious face.

He was giving me that cold stare he had going for himself all over again. Hell I think that he might just actually have something to say for once. Wow. Here I was thinking he just didn't have it in him. Huaha.

I drove slowly down the winding small gravel driveway surrounded by tall trees and forest that led to St. Agnes Cane Hill Psychiatric Hospital. I had been sent a letter by the director Mr. Jonathan Hammond, in the letter the kindly informed me that my great aunt Carolynne had passed away and since I was her only living relative it was up to me to come collect her belongings or they would be thrown away.

Soggy streets, bland houses, and terrified citizens fill Rivertown, Virginia. Dark, gloomy weather has been rampaging since the death of a freshman at Rivertown High School, six months ago. The leafy, emerald pines that make up the forests of this small city, have been dulled by the rain and lightning. These forests are now considered dangerous due to the mud, roots, and the hills that are scattered across the land. Disappearances of more high schoolers in the area have the whole state terrified.

Before she opened the door to leave, she stopped a bit and turned back to Eddie. “Oh, uh, what did you mean by saying I didn’t care about being friendly, or people being friendly?” she asked in a soft voice. “Well, your whole demeanor. I see them trying to strike up conversation, but you’re so invested in your work you simply ignore them. Underlings, they are, so don’t feel bad about it! ‘Cept for Louie, of course. Rethinking his employment here, actually…” He tapped his chin and seemingly trailed off into his

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

Hansly soon followed her, but before he did he stare at Joshua with extreme disappointment. His dark brown eyes left Joshua stunned, as he never seen him so upset about anything. Joshua turned his face toward the window and starred at the atmosphere where he saw a gray clouds shrouding the blue and sunlit sky with a frigid air. As the bus stopped at Detroit Cristo Rey High School, Joshua then proceeded to go to his homeroom class where he would find his friends and try to apologize to them for his actions. As he enters the classroom he only found Rose, his father, and his teacher, Mr. Peter, conversing to each other.

Dave was being unusually nice to me. It was odd, as if he was trying to make up for something he did, or is going to do. The entire time he talked to me, made me feel comfortable, and offered to buy me a frozen yogurt. Asher was also acting suspiciously. He kept ignoring me, avoiding eye contact, and didn't even mention my name to the others. Even Chad was acting strange, the entire story he decided I would be the one to stare at.