Creative Writing: The Mcalister

“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

Sunshine was pouring out from in between the buildings, casting shadows all around Ponyboy and the gang as they walked to Pony’s school. They were taking their time walking down the streets and for the first time they all were really seeing what was all around them. Memories were surfacing in their minds showing them what it all meant to them. With every step they took on the sidewalk they remembered a different memory as if they were walking down memory lane. Ponyboy didn’t think it was possible for him to be walking down this street for the last time as a high school student, but he had gone through the years with great grades that earned him many scholarships.

"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.

“I missed my sons whole life. I missed his birth. I didn’t get the birthdays, I didn’t get the Christmas’. That is what hurts the most, is my son,” said Dail who began to get choked up.

“I don’t know; I didn’t vote for him. I didn’t vote for anyone, if that’s what you’re asking.”

left her with nothing but her three children and as if those years of her life were wasted

“What do you think you are doing, Sarah? How could you do something like that! I ought to call Grandfather! No, your mother. How could you?”

“What mum?,” Shocked to hear her mum’s voice she calls out again. “ Mum! Is that you?”

“What are you doing here?” She heard her mother hiss angrily, “My husband is not

A few minutes later the mother came, and she was very upset and she apologized to her for the mistake that committed.

Mom slowly gets up and makes her way slowly around the corner into the room Peyton is in.

things, and ends up calling her mother back home to talk about things going on. Andrew her brother,

It was the first time in Lovienthal life that he actually found himself not having been disappointed at the sight of Schumacher and the McAllisters. Usually they were always up to no good, sometimes even with their attentions turned on him, harassing him for amusement. So he had always made a conscious effort at avoiding them. But this time Lovienthal couldn’t think of anybody better to be stuck in the apocalypse with other than these three crazy bastards.

“I have a solution for that problem.” Amber said, winking at the girls in the rear view mirror. Everyone held hands and closed their eyes, scrunching their faces. Using the power of pure love and butts, the car teleported over to McLean, Virginia, where they rolled up to Nat’s house.

“That’s what you said to mother and look where she’s ended up!”, I yell hysterically without hesitation.