Creative Writing: Flich And Walker

I waited a few seconds to come up with a good excuse to not command, but to no avail, I couldn’t. I held Jason in double-trust, he is my friend, and a superior, so, I reluctantly replied that I’d do it.

“I still couldn’t comprehend that this might be a matter of life and death, that this was the most serious thing I’d ever been involved in.”

They’re far too interested in watching us, to see what in heaven's name we will do next” (pg.

Dante raised a single brow, eyeing them with the utmost suspicion as was possible of a ten year old. “What’s going on?”

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.

Back in the main level of the factory, Wolf and Fox find Hawk lying on the ground, pale and unresponsive, his bulletproof vest next to him and the edges of a red stain showing around a wad of gauze. A soldier that Fox assumes is N-Unit's medic kneels next to him, along with Snake and Coyote. The three medics are talking frantically among themselves. The rest of N-Unit hovers nervously nearby; the rest of H-Unit is nowhere to be seen. Dust particles dance through the beams of sunlight from the holes where windows used to be, giving the whole scene a strangely dreamy air.

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.

“No, you can't make me come with you. I don’t want to face it,” Genevieve screamed.

“Just keep on trekking. We’ll get there in time.” I respond with the last breath I have. “We just need to keep on pushing, otherwise we’ll get caught and there’s no way they’re sending us back to that.”

“Yeah, I don’t mind. I don’t quite know where I’m heading next.” Raegan said in a calm tone.

“But Emily,” she replied, “that would be letting the horse win. I know you and I know you don’t give up. Everything will be fine, but you have to trust yourself as much as I trust you.”

"We need to get going, before the guards find us and kick us out. Also for your information, I want to get home before we get in trouble, I don't feel like having a red butt for the night." whispered Greg.

"So what did you bring with you, and we are going to Maxie's County Bar. You know where that is right, and you didn't hear that from me."

You can't catch anything!" Tommy exclaimed to Blake. The two young boys were playing catch in the park. It was a bright sunny Saturday afternoon. These two were best friends and always came to this park everyday to play catch. This park. The park they're parents would never them go to. This park was known for being a bad park. Anything bad anyone could think of had supposedly happened here. Blake and Tommy knew that, but it had the best baseball field. The baseball field was definitely not in good shape, but it would prepare them for any bad field they could play on.