Creative Writing Grill

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.

Staring up at the towering, glacier-covered mountain range, I felt impossibly small. My overflowing backpack dug into my shoulders and I bounced on my toes, eager to start hiking before the sun rose too far in the summer sky. Supplied with nothing but what we carried on our backs and in our minds, my family and I were about to backpack into the Alaskan wilderness for a week.

The air was cold, not a frigid cold, but rather a chilly fall evening. The sun was setting and the sky was an Erie dark blue. Nick turned on the radio and the guys were ready to kick off the weekend. Their plans were dim, but they night was young and hopes were high. Johnny leaned over to open the window and a heavy breeze flew into the car. The window was quickly rolled up and the realization that summer was over was clear. Driving down University drive Nick and Johnny indecisively argues about what to eat. Every fast food joint had been hit about 4 times by this time in the year. The two decided on chipotle and began their scheme to acquire booze. See Nick had his brothers fake ID, so all it took was some confidence and the two of them

The day was sunny and clear. We walked through the cool Chicago wind, bracing ourselves against it. Throughout the day we explored the city, visiting the Sears Tower, Navy Pier, and the Field Museum. I even got you to step out onto the Skydeck, despite your fear of heights. I dozed off on your shoulder on the train ride back home, dreaming about how great you had made my sixteenth birthday.

“Morgan, you asshole! You just got us all killed.” Johnny screamed abhorrently while punching the hood of Ruby. “Okay, let’s go! We don’t have a choice anymore, it’s guns a blazing.” He said pulling his handgun. “Steaks, what do you have left in the back of your Caddy?”

I am from roaring fires(crackling, fiery orange flames warming my face) I am from countless summer days having diving contests with Evan. I am from 55 square miles divided in half with rolling hills and lights illuminating the street at night. I am from jumping into the white powder ( as cold as ice) then running back into the burning steamy Chlorine tub. I’m from the sound of the curved stick slapping the plastic ball hard enough to vibrate my hands.

When the clock hit 12:30 we flipped the steak over and the other side sizzled as the spices fell into the fiery bottom of the grill as the flames started to hit and cook the flesh like a fire just increased in temperature and cooked the steak faster. Then we waited for the next 12:30 looking at the bright night sky lit up by the stars and making the sky look beautiful. We went inside to tell mom that the food had like 5 minutes left till it would be done. My dad and I were looking at the night sky with his arm around my right side shoulder as we were looking up at the starry night sky having some fun observing the sky. As the steak finished up, I started running to the sliding glass door and slid the door open then, I opened the cabinet and grabbed a platter plate the ran to the half open door slid it open a bit more to fit the plate out the door, after I opened the door and ran outside and handed him the plate. Once I handed dad the plate he grabbed the plate and he set the jucy great smelling steaks on the plate gently as if they were still alive. After he set the steaks down on the plate we went inside and I feel the heat of my cosy warm house burning my cold red ears. My dad and I placed the steaks on the plate then set the smokin hot steak on the topaz colored placemats. The steak was the greatest tasting steak I have ever eaten and the juices poured out of the steak like a water hose as you bit down

Long, long ago flamingos were sick of blending in. They were originally white as snow until three wise flamingos decided to go on a journey to find their special color. PINK!!!!

Stylani shook her head, and put her attention to shutting down the equipment, carefully. Without the distraction, they wouldn’t be able to leave the upper atmospheric security nets, and everything would be for nothing. Fires would mean emergency procedures, and that meant the security nets would let shuttles pas through with just a security code.

One day Billy wanted a challenge. I am going to all the fast food restaurants and try all their cheeseburgers.

I repeated those words everyday as I sat with blank eyes in a pitch black room. I was feared by many, people dreamt about me, including you.

Am I the only person in the entirety of this wasteland to say that the cold, quiet, dark and abandoned streets go pretty well with November. The glowing red rocket stops and local stores lining Ohio for once felt “not so terrifying”. The streets were really quiet today. Wait, I’m getting distracted. Anyways, I was snooping around this parking lot when I saw the nearby Super Duper Mart. I instantly rushed there with excitement. For once I wasn’t going to eat cram or crisps full of mold and/or radiation!

Back in October, Nathan, my Aussie boyfriend, treated to me to authentic Australian cuisine. This was surprising since he is always talking about the food in Australia and is always comparing the food. For example, Nathan gets so excited when we order pizza and comments on how the pizzas in Australia are smaller than the ones here. I guess I just assumed that all pizzas were made equally when it came to the size of them, although apparently that is not so. I was a bit nervous since, I happen to be an incredibly picky eater and I did not wish to upset him. The first food he made was pikelets. I was sorta excited because Nathan made it sound as if it were something super exotic, however to my surprise these pikelets are basically delicious, Australian

Just as I was about to ask Phil what he meant when he said he couldn't control himself around me, Chris and PJ return.

I quickly searched my pocket for my phone but couldn't seem to find it. I ran inside his house and told his mother. She quickly grabbed a bucket of cold water and toss it at the pine tree. After, the fail attempt she dials 911 and the firefighters came. They got their high power water guns to put out the fire.