Creative Writing: Downtown Chicago

I comfortably drive my car into the desolate street, Perusing the deserted buildings, Smashes windows and rusted For Sale signs. The car locked up like Fort Knox. I observe the street for trouble. Two young boys look at me from afar as if I'm an alien. Do I stand out that much same greasy hair, expensive clothes, a smart car I suppose I am out of my comfort zone? “Mister, you don’t belong here” his hand gripped his switch. “Pony.... Ponyboy Curtis” I stammer “I live here or at least I did, I'm here to see two-bit’ The Boys turn around “geez his old now” the boy's chirp. The boys stroll away in awe that they saw the great Ponyboy.

But I only give ya ten minutes. Anymore and I calls the cops. Take the first turnstile, on your right” He pointed to the turnstiles that lead up into the platforms.

“Honey I’m going to be in Lake Tahoe’s Emergency Room in three days for Suzzane.”

My name is Jeffrey I was born in Mississippi 1989,June 9 where I came from a trailer there.We spent most of our life there in Mississippi. We made kin friends kinda more that family than friends and had a couple of hilarious jests together I felt like I was gunna spend the rest of my life there but I guess not.My family got into some trouble gambling so me and my family was thinking to flee and go to Alabama.So we took a destination stay with Aunt Sheela for a a week or a month to see if we can find a way to get out of this trouble.

We arrived at D.C. The imprisoned citizens cheered to find themselves freed from the grasp of chains. I smiled a little. I got off the horse and so did Jonathan and the little kid. I tried to pet it again. Its head pushed against my chest softly and snorted, “ what should I name you stallion?” I thought for awhile and found a name for the horse, Night’s-Edge, Night for short. I pet Night’s ear and sighed then put her on a stall to wait for my return, “ i’ll be back, Night. I promise” Night snorts then looks away and eats the grass. The little child that was on Night with me and Jonathan tugged at my pants a little to get my attention. I looked at the child and he looks at my eyes with fear, “ what’s the matter?” the child looks down and whimpers

The streets of South Bellevue are some to never be forgotten. The neighborhood is filled with the joyous laughter of children and the archaic wisdom of the elderly. It is one of the few amicable communities among the busy city. Bellevue shields it’s people like a mom who graciously protects her young from the dangers of the outside world. Bellevue is a wonderful neighborhood with a variety of individual experiences.

Yes! Yes! Yes! My mom told me the news. I made the team after only two tryouts. Now, I play for the Fort Wayne Sport Club. I have been playing soccer for about seven years now, mainly because I just love the sport. This is my second year with the Fort Wayne Sport Club. I hope to play soccer for the rest of my life.

If you look in the Sayre park art room, you might see someone standing in there painting or drawing or maybe even sculpting with clay. She is very elegant and friendly. But who is she?

Carver prowled up and down the halls of Aldersley Park, the mansion he had inherited when his parents were tragically killed in a plane crash two years before. He felt restless, twenty three years old and wealthy beyond his wildest dreams, and yet he felt restless. His skin crawled with desire for release, any kind of release from his frustration.

It was mid november in the ozarks. A small mountain range located in the heart of the midwest. The trees are beautiful and the day is quite. One of the dead lies about 20 feet in front of me. I don't want to shoot him but he sees me. He starts to walk towards me. Although it doesn't look much like a walk. Its lifeless with no objective it justs walks, endlessly seeking nothing but what drives it to be alive. Human flesh, it's been 3 years now since the outbreak. Nobody knows how it started or where it came from. However it came hard and fast the first year was a nightmare, everyone i knew slowly died off. I've been on my own now for about 6 months. Using the wilderness and the rockiness of the ozarks to help keep me alive. The walker is slowly

Logan airport is the last place I wanted to get stuck at. Its too close to home, to him.

It was the last day of our summer vacation in Dallas, Texas. After a week of scorching heat and sunburns, we were ready to head home. It was early in the morning and the sun was beginning to stretch its arms getting ready for the day. Our suitcases were packed and we began to get ready for the long trip back home to Michigan. We loaded the car filling every empty space in the trunk with luggage. As we finished, we got into the car and drove to the lobby of the hotel to return the keys from our rooms. All of us waited in the car besides my step father who went to check us out of the hotel. The rest of us stayed in the car waiting and eating the continental breakfast from the hotel. Once my family and I were all situated in the car as my dad began speaking. “I want to take you all somewhere before we leave,” he announced, looking into the rear-view mirror back at us. My brother and I weren’t acknowledging what he said and we continued the movie we were watching in the car assuming that he was taking us to visit another relative or a restaurant.

The Xcel Energy Center is, for me especially, one of our few places to enjoy sports, entertainment, and the thrilling people of my home state of Minnesota. For one it is a gorgeous place to go and watch events. Secondly, it holds many memories for not just me, but many more Minnesotans too. It also has a magnanimous and outstanding atmosphere that is always thrilling to watch hockey games and concerts alike. Without further rambling let us begin!

Mike Fleiss has been going to Twitter and teasing who will be the new guy cast as The Bachelor every day. There are a lot of rumors flying, and Luke Pell is one of the names being thrown around. Now Daniel Maguire of Bachelor in Paradise is speaking out and wants everyone to know that he would love to be The Bachelor and if he can't have the job he thinks that Chad Johnson would be perfect. E! Online shared what Daniel Maguire had to say about it all. During a conference call with reports, Daniel spoke out.

On a hot summer day in small town called Town Square. It was a small town with only 200 people living in it. In a house on 56th street lived a 16 year old boy. His name of Jimbo and who lived his 10 year old brother and His Mom and Dad. The lived in that small house of 13 years. It was June 14, 2035. It was first year collage for Jimbo, he was very scared of bullies and gruesome people. The problem was jimbo had a major anger issue. At his first day of school he went to his first day of class and another college student tripped Jimbo. Jimbo fell to the ground and had a bloody nose. While he was getting up he got sacked. The other college students name was Randy.