Creative Writing : C. I. Y, Christians In Youth

The forest had gone.... and the Witch looked much younger. Audette opened her eyes and had found herself upon a brow of white lilies. The shape of the shrouded old woman seemed changed. Having turned around, and opened her mantle to the tearing gusts, Meliza revealed to the young lady two streams of shinging blackness and smooth white flesh. Audette stopped in her tracks.

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.

"Wake up, partners," the trail boss, James called. I sleepily looked up , shivered, and saw I was the only one not up. "Here," James said, giving me the horses' bridles and saddles. "Take these and get the horses ready. We have a long day today." I groaned in reply and set up the horses for the day's long drag. I was the horse wrangler and this was my everyday job but I still couldn't get use to the idea of waking up before the sun and working. We drove the cattle into open plains against the winter's cold wrath.

The driver, Cecilia Blair, of vehicle 1 was traveling north through the intersection of N. State St. and Flint St. when she had a collision with vehicle 2. The driver, Jacqueline Muir, of vehicle 2 was heading west on Flint St. when she was struck by vehicle 1.

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.

“Chloe move it, you take up the space for both of our lockers.” Annie said pushing Chloe out of the way.

“Mama! Por favor!” A little girl's blood curdling scream is heard everything goes pitch black. Sofia wakes up with cold sweat running down her face, she looks around everyone is passed out on their beds. She turns around until she’s on her back. Her face is lost in the deep blue ceiling that lays upon her. “10, 9, 8, 7-” she whispered to herself trying to go back to sleep, or at least just let time pass by. After counting to 100 Sofia was fast asleep. “Sofiaaa!” a voice whispered “WAKE UP, you're going to be late!” she groaned in response “Frost is giving an announcement that you can't miss. He's been looking for you.” Sofia ran to the bathroom to get changed, she took one glance at herself before running out. Joe laughed “At least you woke

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

As we walk out of the catacombs the fresh air fills my lungs and I thank God that we made it out of there alive. I wish Pastor Ron could be here with us right now. He didn’t deserve to be killed. If anyone I did. Sure I wanted to come here to build a wall to help the school kids, but I honestly only did that for the service hours I needed to graduate. He had volunteered to come down and make sure we stayed and safe and to work on the wall. He didn’t have to. Now he is dead. I wish I could take his place and him be here right now, where I am standing. Just then I hear a burst of gun fire in the distance. Immediately I turn to it. I see two rebels fire and a bunch of bottles and they laugh and continue to jug their beers. Palmer grabs my arm and pulls me to the ground. He then points to the

Moving deeper in, Lance began to think through the situation a bit more thoroughly. The longer they spent with the crocodiles the more likely someone was to be caught. If they both made it through however, the temporary truce they’d formed was likely to dissolve. There would either be a fight, or a race to the end, and it wasn’t guaranteed that Lance would win either of them. The future was looking grim.

Similar conversations popped up more and more often the closer we got to North Carolina. It seemed there was a church for every passing mile the closer we got to our destination and a cemetery always nearby.

Oh, then by the same explicit token I don’t understand why you thought Alice was judging you harshly then.

It is with pleasure that I take this pen in hand to inform you that I am well and hope this will find you the same. When I left you, you was looking very feeble and I have had many a sleepless night thinking about you. Sometimes I fancy you dead and then again I fancy you are coming here to see me, but that I fear is only joy anticipated.

“My friend, there are many things in this world and in the next that we do not understand. We may never understand. I believe the order of things may be out of balance. Something happened that caused the doors to the spirit world and ours to become out of whack. Evil spirits seem to have been able to gain access to our world and inhabit our bodily vesicles after we’ve left them. It’s possible that dream you had the other night. That might be the spirit world calling on you to help set things right again.”

Exposition: I was so excited to go to my first camp but very anxious to be leaving my mom for 4 days. I’m going to a place I never knew could change my life. My pastor Calli Woods and I talked about it for a couple of weeks now to help me get through family and mental problems. The church camp was called Limitless and this is where I found my breaking point and pushed beyond new limits. I got a scholarship as Calli paid $100 and I got $80. Soon enough, I was standing by Gabby in front of a Victory Church bus and waving goodbye to my mom.