Creative Writing: Sacajawea's Deathly Days

It was the first field trip of the year. We were going to a ropes course in the middle of the woods. All my friends were super excited to go and I kept pretending that I was excited too. In my brain I kept telling myself Oh my god, you’re gonna die. I imagined myself on the leap of faith, 60 feet of the ground quaking in my sneakers being too scared to jump. When we got to the course, I thought my legs would fall off because of my legs shaking like a vibrating phone. As we walked to the first course, it felt like my heart was in my head. I felt it beating over and over. Thump, thump, thump. My mind was swirling with thoughts as we stepped up to the first course. It was a huge log stuck in between two trees about 20 feet high. When the instructor told us we had to walk across it my heart almost stopped.

So today I and My family were going to a camp and we were packing and I find a gas lantern so I turn it on. then one hour later and my dad has my brother Asher picks it up and burns his hand. His hand looked a burnt marshmallow that you leave in the fire. Then with a long trip to a small hospital in Virginia. It felt very cold in the hospital. The smell of the place was like very old medicine. the doctor and she or him I do not remember, but he told us that Asher

It was early in the morning, and I had just woken up because I hear voices and objects being moved around in my grandma’s kitchen. I got up from the bed and made my way down the hallway straight to the kitchen. Once I entered the kitchen I saw all of my aunts with my grandma kneading the corn flour. I just stood there by the wooden door and watched as my aunts would laugh and talk to each other while the kneaded the corn flour. It was a beautiful sight to see because of the sunlight that was coming in from the window was hitting their faces and making it look like they were glowing. I started to look around the medium size room and saw the big dining table in the middle of the kitchen leaving little space to walk around properly.

Back in the main level of the factory, Wolf and Fox find Hawk lying on the ground, pale and unresponsive, his bulletproof vest next to him and the edges of a red stain showing around a wad of gauze. A soldier that Fox assumes is N-Unit's medic kneels next to him, along with Snake and Coyote. The three medics are talking frantically among themselves. The rest of N-Unit hovers nervously nearby; the rest of H-Unit is nowhere to be seen. Dust particles dance through the beams of sunlight from the holes where windows used to be, giving the whole scene a strangely dreamy air.

A Cherokee leader grabbed my leg and put alcohol on it. Then he used a shirt to wrap it around the wounded area.I could still walk but not that well. One of the US soldiers told us that three more days and we will get there. What we started the trail there was 210 Cherokee and now there is only about 50 of us. I was starting to feel better and I almost walked properly. This would have happened if we stayed in our territory. At night we were finally given food and water. I felt like we haven't eaten in years. In the morning, one of the Cherokee members was arguing with a U.S. Soldier. The U.S. Soldier got mad and then started to fist fight. The Cherokee punched the soldier and took his gun. All the U.S. Soldiers were pointing their guns toward the Cherokee member and then the Cherokee member shot and killed the soldier.All the soldiers fired at the Cherokee member and he died. We kept on walking for a long amount of time and we finally had reached our destination. It was the worst thing that had happened to all of us. Most of us died on this journey and where we were sent, was too cold for us. Many of the Cherokee members got sick and died. Only 30 of us remained and living in this new piece of land was hard to

It was the first Sunday of December morning when my father asked me to take some boxes to the basement, I had never been down there, as a kid I always thought it was scary, but know as a 19-year-old guy, how could I say no. I went downstairs with a couple of boxes, but could not find any place to put them. The area was a mess, so I decided that I would organize every box that was there. While I was organizing, I notice this one box hidden in the back, so, I decided to open it. Inside the box, there was a newspaper and a couple of burnt pictures. Therefore, I decided to read the article, I could not understand much, it was an 18 years old newspaper, but it talked about a burning house with two twin babies, It said that one had been saved with no harm while the other one was rescued later on with severe burn mark. It was a miracle that other baby had survived, they called him miracle Carlos, and his brother Richard. I stood there for a second before my brain processed

We lived in the ghettos for all of 2 weeks before we were taken to a camp. My family was split up so my mother, my sister, and I were together and my Father was alone. The work camps were terrible they forced us into hard labor my mother and I knew how to sew so we were put into a work group to sew up soldiers uniforms. I ber one day my mother pricked her finger and got blood on one of the uniforms she was beaten by an S.S officer and yelled at continually. If I ever made a mistake or did something wrong my mother would take the beating for me. I objected every time but she would never let anything happen to me. My older sister was not good at sewing but luckily was put near us she helped cook for everyone in the camp. I will always remember the day of the selection my mother was not chosen but I was my mother tried to talk me into believing that getting picked this time was good and that we needed to say goodbye because she was leaving. I knew the truth though. The next day an officer called out the names of the chosen people my name was called. We were told we were going to take a shower. When they stopped us we were in a big room I did not see any shower heads “Gas chamber” I heard someone mumble. I knew my last breath was going to be soon. All at once gaas entered the room coughing came from all around. I said my last goodbye and said a silent Kaddish for myself and the people I was with. I then took my final breath while many

One night after writing a history paper, I was so tired I went to bed without eating. Around two in the morning I woke up scared for my life. My clothes were soaked with sweat, my head was spinning, my whole body was shaking, and I knew my blood sugar was horribly low. Getting out of bed, I went to my fridge to get something to eat. The next thing I know, I wake up in a hospital bed with both of my parents looking at me. I had been informed that I slipped into a coma for a day and I was lucky to be alive. My heart had also stopped beating when they found me. My only thoughts were that I had missed a day of classes.

When I was 7 I realized that I was native. When this group of young boys screamed at me racial; slurs as me and my mother were selling our woven baskets. I was heartbroken and afraid, that night I stayed awake crying, replaying the event in my head. Then, I heard muffled talking and quick steps. I heard dogs and yelling and then suddenly silence.

I was woken up with mom at the foot of my bed saying “Wake up sweetheart wake up” it is a beautiful day in Canada witch is where I live. As I get the gunk out of my eyes so I could so my mother clearly and I ask her what was wrong because she had never woke me up at 5:45 in the morning with out it being bad or something happened to the family. I got scared and my father, sister, and brother came into my room and was saying.“Calm down your going to be okay just pack your clothes,some of your personal items,and some food NOT caned food". Next I was getting ready and Carter my brother came into my room witch he had never done and told me him and dad would protect Kelsey, mom, and myself. As I walked into the kitchen we all picked different kinds of food and water. We started walking out the door and I said "Wait I need my picture of all my friends so i would remember them"so I went and got it.

Motionless within the sandy embrace of the tall dune, Billy waited while the sweat ran like tiny streams down his dust-stained face, but he could hear nothing above the roar of the pounding surf. He lay on his back within the small depression, musket cradled upon his chest, eyes straining to pierce the thin forest that bordered the great dunes, searching for movement while his ears strained to catch any sound that would alert him to the presence of his hunters…but he saw and heard nothing of his pursuers, only now and again did he hear the sharp cries of hungry gulls above the din of the lake as they wheeled above.

“Mags, come on, we got to get to the rally point, it’s just down the hall,” John said, leader of the 117th squadron. The mission was to get to the rally point in the middle of an invading alien species Mothership. The squadron was composed of 4 outstanding marines, the best of the best. They are part of the selected few, the Guardians.

I was sleeping in the hut on my buffalo hide with my family when I heard people outside the hut screaming.

Wandering through the graveyard it felt like something was watching me. Me ( SaMaya ) and my friends were going to see my mother but it was night time. My mother had died last year on this day may 10th. “ SaMaya I think someone is watching us, said julia.” I thought julia was lying because yesterday she told me the same thing. Nobody was watching us yesterday, so why would they watch us now ?. The reason why we came to the graveyard at dark because I had ran away and wanted nobody to see me . After a couple of minutes we left because julia was scared.

Just before the doors closed a man all in black slipped into the ambulance. The little girl stared at him but no one else seemed to notice the man, dressed up like a fairytale prince in mourning, with burning green eyes. Her dad held her hand and the uniformed men hooked her up to tubes and sensors but it all felt far away, nothing was real except for the man in black and as monitors screamed and the ambulance workers rushed around her, putting something over her mouth and nose and barking out commands, the world went silent, and then it went dark, her only thought being of emerald eyes in the blackness.