Creative Writing: Madame Serpentine, Jezebelle

“Get up!!! Get up!! I said get up!!!” screeched Buttercup as she attempted to awaken Westley, Inigo, and Fezzik.

“Fine.” Luke’s husky voice spoke up. “Let’s watch her regret her choice later.” he mumbled under his breath.

He woke up in a cold sweat on the floor of a strange, rusty iron elevator, there were steel barrels, crates, and coils of rope. He felt the elevator stop and he could faintly hear people talking above him. Suddenly, big iron doors above him swung open and he was blinded by the light that came out. “Hey there!” a voice said. “Well you must be confused, let me help clear things up a bit. I’m Ethan, I run things around here”.

‘Well I think that's enough adventure for today let's go inside it's getting a little dark. I don't want Grandma knowing about this. She would kill me and you!”

children east but as leaves, she stops one final time glancing back to see the farm and the vision of her

“It was a terrible school, no matter how you looked at it. I like to be somewhere at least where you can see a few girls around once in a while...” (3).

Genevieve jumped up from the table and ran up the stairs screaming back down “Why should I have to look at her past; I don’t even know mine”

An hour later, Sarah joined Painted Girl in the kitchen. Sarah’s suitcases towered over Painted Girl’s, ready to be loaded into the car.

The figure stops and calls for him to follow. Freddie does not budge, instead, he calls to her. “No Pierre has betrayed you!” He convincingly

“No. I want to do it now. This semester. I can’t stand living out there anymore.”

Lionel Giverd was practicing his football one day on his team, and he suddenly landed on his arm he started to swear. He realized he would be in the cast for a while and he hoped he could make the team next year.

In January 1843 my fellow cop William Washington and I were just relaxing after and long and hard day on the job. All the sudden we get a suspicious call from a nearby home in Massachusetts. William and I grabbed our gear and went to investigate. When we arrived at the house, a lady answered the door and said that she heard a screech from her neighbor’s house. When we walked over to the neighbor’s house a young man answered the door and greeted us. When we told the young man that somebody reported a yell he said that it was his own from a nightmare he had. We ask him if we could search the his home and he hesitantly said yes. We searched all the floors of his home and William and I found nothing suspicious. We asked for the young man's name

"You hate your school,'' Marlen glances at him. ''You like me, lets leave. I know you want to and I have enough money for us. You can start a new life and I can do what I do.''

Jake opened his pocket watch, tipping the crystal face toward the low flames of the campfire. Another hour before daylight and he’d pick up Duvall’s trail. The muscles in his jaw clenched, hate pulling at every part of him. He’d kill Duvall, and he’d do it with Texas’ silent blessing. No judge had pronounced a sentence, but Jake saw the outlaw pull the trigger—watched Harrison die.

While Elmer was remaking Bork's armor, Marco and the other captives wondered what was to become of them. A beautiful woman with short dark hair and glowing ice blue eyes walked in, every male eye was drawn to her as she stood there appraising them. She drew a glowing sword that matched her eyes from it scabbard and approached the cage that held them.