Creative Writing: More Than A Shepherd

The morning sun is hidden behind a desolate gray sky. The temperatures are nearing frigid, despite the fact it’s August: always a month of sweltering heat in the District. An ashy flurry started sometime between Madge and Gale’s conversation and when they both had woken up.

“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

“After defeating the Cyclops Polyphemus, my men grew exhausted. They grew thirsty from rowing under the beating hot sun. Sweat dripped down their heads and the ship’s deck grew moist from the mix of the salty, seawater and sweat. We stopped by on a nearby island.

"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.

“Yes I am dad.” Kevin screaming at the top of his lungs,” Mr.Cromwell needs to go!” While Howie and Kevin argued ,Cromwell was over there eating Kevin’s breakfast, waffles. It was too late, Howie and Kevin turned around ,the waffles were gone.Kevin and Howie went straight over to doggy daycare. Cromwell had stayed 1 hour knowing he wanted to leave.

“Anything that can help us find out who did this.” I said, examining the crime scene. I walked towards what used to be the glass case that held the crown, but was now a useless, shattered cube.

The sun was about to rise, but it was still dark outside in the city of Crete. A tall muscular man with chestnut brown hair and eyes that shifted between an emerald green and an electric blue was getting ready for the upcoming race by running laps around the city. His name was Grigolo and he claimed to be the fastest runner on the planet. Grigolo got out of his bed quite loudly and his wife stirred in her sleep groggily asking,

As forecasted, the skies were overcast the next morning. The air was humid and dense as dark storm clouds gathered in the distance, promising rain. Every once in a while, great bursts of wind blew dust and sand into the atmosphere, coating our windshield with a fine layer of grime.

So if you’re riding a strapping 4 or 5-year-old, keep in mind that his skeleton isn’t fully mature yet! He might not grow visibly bigger, but his body is still developing into its adult form and that may continue until he’s past his 6th birthday. So be careful not to yank his neck or slam on his back. Horses whose backs are still fusing are more vulnerable to back injuries and structural damage from riding.

“AAH, I must have overslept!” The Hero rushed towards the window, and he saw that Monster Zero must have been busy for at least a few hours. He gathered all his weapons, and ran towards Monster Zero, somewhere where he could not be seen. “Alright, all monsters have a weak point, so where could it be……..aha! Monster Zero’s neck isn’t covered by any scales, so I must attack there!”

A long long time ago Little red riding hood was told to walk to her grandmas house to give her some aspirin to make her foot ache go away. She has a day to get to grandma’s house and then a day to get back, so all in all she has two days to get there and back if she isn’t back in that time her mom will send out help to find her.

‘Testing, testing, 123,’ a voice spoke from the intercom in the top corner of the room. Devon waited for the small red light to momentarily flash to start speaking. ‘You’re heard loud and clear, sir.’ He relayed.

It was not until the enrollment at Faulkner University Christian College with instructor by the name of Don Myers that learning about the Bible inspired me wanting to know more about God and His Son, Jesus Christ who hung and died on Calvary cross for my sins. After engaging in Bible courses, I found myself purchasing many more Bible, along with other literature and totes. The literature purchase allowed me to receive, “free Bible” which I eventually overall ended up with four of them. The last of the four, I used to deliver my first public message in February of 2015. The three

Almost instantly, River picked up his feet, sprinting faster and faster through the large crowds of people. A wide grin on his lips as he held the bread in his mouth still, cascading down the busy roads, avoiding cars and people along the way. A few of the pedestrians tried to even help the officer behind him by grabbing the white-haired perp. However, it seemed the boy's lightning fast reflexes resulted in them missing every time. With only a few who grazed his hoodie barely.

Redish-brown hair with a slightly elevated mohawk, big eyes, brave heart, and a crazy personality. Ryder lived in a farmhouse with his mother and father on a never ending field. A distant whisper was heard about a mythical witch who was known to be extremely dangerous. When Ryder’s parents first heard of the witch, they were smart enough to ask questions and investigate about her in order to keep their family safe. Despite the time it took for them to find out, the witch’s secret was all they needed. The fields produced and supplied her with her magic. The witch was nothing without the ground, because it was nature who gave her powers. She was known to be wicked and unpredictable to those who upset her. During the time Ryder was at a young