Creative Writing: Bumblebe Island

Sunshine was pouring out from in between the buildings, casting shadows all around Ponyboy and the gang as they walked to Pony’s school. They were taking their time walking down the streets and for the first time they all were really seeing what was all around them. Memories were surfacing in their minds showing them what it all meant to them. With every step they took on the sidewalk they remembered a different memory as if they were walking down memory lane. Ponyboy didn’t think it was possible for him to be walking down this street for the last time as a high school student, but he had gone through the years with great grades that earned him many scholarships.

Four friends were going to hang out at Kings Island during Halloween Haunt. Their names are Jane Rogers, April O’Neil, Steve Rogers, and Donatello Hamato.

“I’m Randy Kim, I was a police officer before everything went to shit. Most of these guys are prior law enforcement. Look we’re only trying to protect our own.”

Good. I touch the icon and drag it. Oh, it’s following my finger’s movement. Alright, let’s see… I drag it to the slot that indicates my right hand. Immediately, the bokutõ shows up on my hand with a quick white light.

Hi Mary Lou, I miss you so much and can’t wait till I get back to England to see you.

“ Okey then you do that what happens when Julian goes all mean on Aggie what are you going to do then?” smirked Becca. Jack has a puzzled look on his face and then I see his face light up.

Before you turn the page of this book I want you to know that this book is not pleasant. It is full of bad witches and morphed fairies. Even worse a girl who has to go through it all. Her name is Bell Linmor and she has it rough. But don’t worry it all works out.

“JORDAN, I FOUND HER!” my eyes flushed left. “I AM FINALLY GOING TO FUCKING KILL THAT LITTLE BITCH!” He cheered as if he’d finally won the hunt.

I hope this letter finds you well. This trip has been a harrowing journey for me. About half way across the large, blue ocean, a beam was cracked! I was told that the beam offered great support to the ship. It is a wonder that I am still alive and not trapped in Davy Jones’s locker. Oh sister, the storm was horrendous. I was not able to even write because of all the movement of the waves. The waves were three times the size of my house! Thankfully, my husband happened to have a great iron screw that secured the beam in place. Many of the sailors were thankful to have a blacksmith on this boat.

“So long Stevenson, bye Stanley, bye Jameson, I'll see you later Ricardo I know you'll miss me, love you Dogo keep the house safe,” Frantz said to his friends and dog as he left his house to go on a one week Alaskan cruise with his family.

Boudreaux nodded. “Yes, I did,” he replied, glancing toward me. “Myles fashions himself a high-ranking Creole Prince to be courting such danger. Maybe he believes his relation with Marie will secure him.”

The figure hunched on the icy ground let out a rattling sob; a skinny arm shot from below its robes, sending a bolt of pure white dashing into the cave wall, where it exploded violently into a cluster of vibrant sapphire gemstones. A resonation of depth shook the walls, tiny fragments of ice rained down and skittered across the floor like tiny beads.

Star would give him a dirty look as she spoke pointing her wand at him"Ludo how did you know where I was?He would smirk and laugh before getting angry."Now why would I tell you that?Enough go get her you idiot monsters."Suddenly Star was getting attacked by Ludo's

The stars twinkled and winked like diamonds in the ink black sky. The waves lapped at the shore, crashing against the rocks. The moonlight danced on the calm ocean water. At the far end of the beach, was a mirror. Instinctively, Tessa found herself walking towards it.

“Wow, I wouldn’t think you would be the one convincing me that something made sense about