Creative Writing: My Trip To Louisiana

It was a warm, clear, and a beautiful night while the month was transitioning from July to August, and I was cocooned in my sister’s house on the couch watching TV. It was deep into the night; 1:00 A.M. was the time. Since I was the only one awake, the house was dark, quiet, and serene, because everyone was asleep in their comfort zones. For this reason, I made a radical, and a devious decision to go on a daunting late night drive to Downtown Chicago, 31 miles away. So with something called a“remote” I commanded the TV to shut down; I then grabbed the car keys and without striking anyone's ears, was able to exit smoothly and safely.

When they reach Estelle Louise’s driveway, Clemmy Sue eased the Ford into the entrance, and stopped thirty feet from her mailbox.

We have been to this lake two years in a row and my family and I love it. We live about eight hours away from it so we stayed with my grandparent the day before we went to save some time.

I will be done with my finals this Monday and then will start preparing to get back to Hawaii. I am all for going to the Kombucha bar as I haven't had kombucha since I left Hawaii. 1 or 2pm on Friday sounds good. I am not sure if I will have a vehicle though to pick you up if it starts raining but we will figure out something. I left my Mercedes with Mieko but she had a really bad luck with that car I don't know why. It started breaking down and she also had a small accident. She wasn't hurt because the front end collision prompted the safely air-bag to release, but the vehicle was a total loss. I am glad she wasn't hurt and now she has bought a used vehicle which is being fixed for some minor problems. Hopefully by the time I get back we will have a car to tool in around.

Saturday night in Muncie there was definitely only one place to be. It was a little hole in the wall bar named Valhalla. This bar is amazing. It's small but has a wicked light and sound system that puts bigger clubs to shame. And the place was definitely filled up with others like myself trying to get a taste of the Hoosier Heavy that is the Muncie metal scene.

The storm erupted minutes after Casey returned to the main highway. Lightning streaked in double succession sideways and downwards in a fantastic show of Mother Nature’s wrath.

“John you know that using actual print will not give us the audience we seek”.

I groaned, brushing through my hair and running the straightener over it multiple times to get it straight. My hair hated me today and I hated it back, but when did my hair ever like me, honestly. Letting out a huff, I turned off the iron and went back into my bedroom, looking at the clothes on my bed.

One car, one wrench, and one roll of duct tape. That's all I needed to get a three and a half ton Yukon out of a “very broke down situation.” Hearing the car start clucking, I started to think “I’m gonna be awhile.” The Boston Mountain loops scenic roads are nice to drive but I guess I didn’t get to be lucky that evening in October. Besides the truck start to stalling out, going around the sharp curves on a hill with momentum was a thought of I’m going to crash. Not only did I have to fear that, but when I got pulled over, that the car kick out gear and go rolling down the hill. I did have some luck that day; having brought a toolbox with me.

The great unknown, in the savage west Life is oldest in the Westward states, older than the Redwoods Royal ridged mountains with crispy fresh springs New kindled fires growing day by day But new youngins are growing like a fury breeze Wild horses, straying across the blue enriched waters The well-balanced Mountain goats hanging on by a thread And other untouched creatures running and striving for survival The dusty, and scorching heat sneaking across the baking desert

Two Rivers is a campground not too far from Sartell, I have been there countless times throughout my childhood. It is called two Rivers because the Mississippi River and the Platte River connect at a bay that surrounds the entire campground. The Platte River is much smaller than the Mississippi, which makes it popular to tub on, like a giant lazy river at a water park. Tubing on the River is one of the most popular activities, with that you can also canoe and kayak. Most years the water in low and slow with some rapids, but this year it was particularly fast.

A city layered in the ash of its own citizens. A city muddled and elsewhere, weeping as it toppled. Skyscrapers - gone.

You live about two hours away from King Street. I'm pretty sure that you have traveled to Myrtle Beach South Carolina by traveling Highway 378, if so what's your exit out of Sumter there was a sign off the road that says 36 miles to King Street. My oldest daughter attends Allen University in Columbia. What kind of degree are you working towards? How long have you been taking class at APU/ AMU? Thank you for your service in the military, what branch and how long did you serve? I wish you well and I look forward to working with you.

After what happened last night Mya decided to go about her regular day, she needed to lay low after the attack on La Fuente Blanca. She woke up and grabbed the mail at her home to take a look at it. There was an unmarked yellow envelope, it was fairly small. She didn't have time to open it because she had a list of things she wanted to do for the day. The first would be to get her car detailed, an oil change and her tires fixed. She pulled into an auto shop and explained what she needed done to her car to the mechanic. And waited outside of the shop while it was being worked on. There she met an officer and the briefly exchanged pleasantries. She happened to meet a Maria Lopez and they exchanged stories about their vehicles and whom they've worked for. Mya quite enjoyed meeting more locals of Los Santos, she really needed to settle in to meet more people.

The air held all the magical wonder that was unique to New Orleans. The night sky glowed a faint indigo hovering above the city.