Creative Writing: Gunshots And Coconuts

“Wake up,” that’s what I heard after passing out from all the blows to the face. My vision is blurred I’m trying to stay awake but I lost consciousness; all of a sudden I felt a splash of coldness on my face, and I woke up gasping for air. The man with the deep ominous voice said, “Wakey wakey little man” I replied, “where the h*ll is Mako!” when I was fully aware of where I was, that’s when I started to panic.

To build a fire was about a man looking for a new life willing to risk it all to find one and that's

“Some people say I was lucky to survive, other will say I deserved it for the choice I made. I’m here to say I was lucky, it’s never ok to say your life isn’t worth living even at your worst you can always look forward tomorrow will come and if you put your mind to it you’ll see that anything is possible.” – Stephen McGregor Professional Paralympian

What is the personal significance of your given name (first, middle, and last)? My given name is Kimberly Müller. The personal significance of my given name is very important to me because I want my name to always have something great behind it, that’s one of my goals. My surname came from Germany, I sometimes wonder how a German surname came all the way to Haiti. My first name is the most perfect name for myself, so I just have to thank my parents for that, my mother’s name starts with the same letter as my name.

Diamond was so excited about her new furniture purchase that she could not sleep. She stayed awake all night trying to help her Aunties clean. She told her Auntie Mahogany about the 24-hour grocery store for food. Realizing that no one ate, Mahogany agreed to go grocery shopping and she wanted to locate a place to eat. Ebony agreed the Cascade/Camp Creek area had many nice places to eat that were conveniently located to the house for a quick meal. The following day, Ebony remained at the house to await the delivery of the furniture. Diamond begged to stay home, but she received instructions to go to school and be surprised when she came home. The company delivered the furniture as scheduled. The girls wanted to know what to do with the other items and Ebony requested that they place them in

They call me a shadow an evil spirit of the dark and the one with no face just because no one ever seen my face trust me my not a bad person my just trying to make my cut in life see I wasn't always this bad I just didn't grow up killing for cash I was trained by the world's most feared assinas they showed me how the shadows we're you friends and how to yours them as cover see my different from every other's assienas I was born with a gift that let me move so fast it look like i vanished and I could feel sound waves which help when my target was behind an object and it could make me feel like time slowed down with this ability I could shoot a sniper and never miss my target at age of eleven I was in the field racking up kills

Gazing through the glass windows as the noon sun hung low in the paint splattered canvas of a sky. Mara was lost deep within forbidden thoughts. Her emerald colored eyes became lost in the labyrinth of mountaintops that seemed to roll on and on perpetually. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sharp piercing of her flesh. In a daze, her glossy eyes floated down and landed on her hand. She watched as a thin crimson stream of blood trickled down her wrist, to her elbow and rhythmically drip…drip…dripped…into a rapidly expanding puddle on the clammy tile floor. Her voice cracked as she mumbled, “Garrett,” The man who slouched on the pleather couch in the room over invested his attention in Black Ops 2 as oppose to his significant other,

Duke had had a few women back in the East; a couple of them serious girlfriends, but mostly just flings, or a floozy who could provide him with somewhere to live. The thief was a man who hated commitment, whether it was to a woman, or a lease on his own apartment, and if he could take advantage of someone else's hospitality, he would. It wasn't as if any of the women actually cared much about his infidelities; with the exception of Amy, his second before last, who was still probably hunting for him with a kitchen knife in hand. Cheating and lying was a way of life back home, and the girls were nothing but a little fun who'd used him for his contacts, and took advantage of his generosity, as much as he did they for their bodies and appearance. And that's pretty much all they possessed; good looks. Each had been

Stacy was a single mom with two kids. Never having alone time since she had her two twin girls Jane and Jude, 6 years back. Stacy’s friend Mary was constantly begging her to get out of the house just for an evening and leave the girls with a baby sitter. Stacy had finally decided it was time to let herself have some fun for a night. Stacy was running around the house trying to give the kids dinner before the babysitter came. The doorbell rang and Stacy dropped what she was doing to answer the door.

You’re in bed thinking about the rough time at school you had when you hear the floorboards creak. It was so faint there was no point of checking what it was. You hear the floorboards creak again and then the noise comes more often. You were not going to bed at any time soon so it was not going to hurt to check. You get out of bed and open the door to the hallway, you peer out in the hallway and it was pitch black. You try to turn on the lights but they just flickered on and off over and over again. You see a shadow running past the hallway in to a room. You jump when you hear a sharp shriek not too far away. The shriek echoes in your ears until you realize you should run a find your mother and father. But you were stopped by the shadow. It

"So what you are saying is that the old turkey needed to get laid?" Nia concluded, not understanding why people kept judging other people sexuality as if they had the right to. For her what people did in the bedroom was their own choice and if you need a donkey to get it on, it was between you, your partner and the donkey and as long as everyone was consenting then it was all good.

The navy blue water was almost black and a smooth stone stretching toward the horizon. The horizon was barely visible, but the fading sunset was still barely visible. The moon was full and bright. Stars filled the sky and the water like holes in a black blanket. My feet were bare, but my body was covered with a short black dress that barely covering my upper thigh. The sand was soft and cool. It felt refreshing. I had no reason to move because I was content with the view I had. I stood where I was and looked out at the bright moon and the stone and the sky.

Ever since Kenma had (reluctantly) agreed to go out with his captain, Kuroo, he had been rather dreading this day.

I love to swim. In any season, on any day. But almost evey time I swim I nearly drown myself, by diving further down than my lungs will permit. And now I fear that I've dove too deep. Because as I desperately try to breakthrough the surface, I can see the light. And how happy and full of energy it looks as it dances and shines down through the water. A light that I can never reach. And so I sink back to the bottom of the abyss, surrounded by darkness and feeling of nothing but how frigid and still everything is. Perhaps I sink due to the weight of the past or am I being lured down, by an enchanting siren, only for it to show me it's horrific face and to be devoured by it, time and time again. And I know that all I have to do is to let go

I take a deep breath, my nostrils are filled with the pleasant aroma of the salty sea air. This is my happy place, this is where I belong. As I sit with my freshly painted pink toes in the sand, I am overwhelmed with all that is happening around me. To my right, there is a family of four; a mother, father, and two little red headed girls that look like twins, laughing and jumping around, taking in the big world around them. The children are in their bright red and purple flowered bathing suits, running and screaming, attempting to get their toes wet in the chilly water that churns back and forth on the shore. After a few attempts they decide to run and jump full force into the crystal clear abyss, unaware of what creatures they could find if they dive deep enough.