Creative Writing: The Recurring Invasion

The air was full of dust and it made my throat irritated. Amanda pointed up frantically with fear in her eyes. I looked up to see a huge cloud of black smoke. The streets filled with the sounds of sirens and horrifying screams. We had no idea what was going on but it felt like WW3 had begun. Other witnesses told us that a plane flew into one of the towers. I lived about 30 blocks away so my first reaction was to get to safety. We started sprinting down the sidewalk. We heard the engine of another plane because this

“It went that way!” I hear them yell as i run down the cold metal hallway. The air suddenly becomes thick and humid as I escape through what seems to be an emergency exit door. I keep running, fearing the inevitable fate that will come to me. I look back at the government run nightmare and pray that my family base gets my distress call.

Seeing as there was nowhere else to go, you shuffled over to the opening and frowned. It was dark and you could just barely make out a doorway to what was most likely another room. What really threw you off guard was how nicely the doorway was carved. An intricate pattern wove itself around the exit. Did that mean… someone else was here? At the thought of possibly being able to get out of here with the help of another person made you scurry over to the patterned doorway with little hesitation. The sleeves of your two-sizes-too-big sweater fell down to wrap loosely around your forearms when you reach over and grabbed the wall to peak around into the next area.

The sound thundered through my ears. The ground shook beneath my feet and it felt like I was floating on it. Then another flash like lightning and that ground-shaking, deafening noise again” As you can probably tell, this is where the village is being bombed.

“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

It’s been 15 years since that day, but the moment still haunts me today. When we found out that a nuclear bomb was going to drop, my family and the rest of the street had no idea what to do. Everything was all over the place, seconds after the explosion happened. Houses were destroyed, cars were flipped and ravaged, and thousands of dead bodies were lying on the streets. Some of them were even our dearest friends.

I realized her plan, and I picked the shovel off the ground. Holding the shovel, I smashed the walls of glass separating us. Great veins of shattered glass spread through the walls and they burst, shooting across the floor.

“I am a survivor, from the battlefield” Tomiko Morimoto said. Morimoto remembers the bright flashes of red and orange and the loud bombing sounds. She recalls her ears ringing from the overwhelming sounds and all of the tall buildings falling down right in front of her eyes. "Everything started falling down; all the buildings started flying around all over the place. Then something wet started falling down, like rain. I guess that's what they call black rain. In my child's mind, I thought it was oil. I thought the Americans were going to burn us to death. And we kept running. And fire was coming out right behind us, you

various first person accounts of survivors of the bombing to provide a vivid imagery of the

“Why are you still here?” I cowered and tried to get away, but she grabbed the back of my shirt and dragged

All of a sudden the people felt a ringing noise in their ears, then they realized what had happened, bricks flew into the wall, bringing the buildings down to ash and rubble.

When she opens her eyes, she sees the ceiling above her; tries to count as many dots as she can in an attempt to calm herself down. However, the dream remains, stubborn and relentless. It feels like a splinter, unwilling to leave, and she bites on the back of her teeth and squeezes her eyes shut in a pathetic attempt to stop herself from crying.

Boom! I shook, cowering in fear under my bed as missiles whistled through the smoky air. Before heading out to school, I had been reviewing for my math midterm. I was in the midst of solving my Algebra problems, the midst of solving x. My whole world turned to a math problem. I closed my eyes and plunged into a surreal world. All I thought about is math. I was hungry to learn, and to tease my brain. Boom! My room’s window was shattered as shots were continuously fired. My eyes say a brilliant light from afar. I hugged my book, sobbed, and prayed that someone, anyone would rescue me. As I sat waiting in terror to be rescued, the war cries and x amount bullet sounds were

I shut my eyes tightly but I open them again as another loud bang rang through the house and everything went

They investigated her and they found that there was a 89% chance she was the assassin. So, they Arrested her. SHE WAS A CAT SOCIETY CITIZEN AFTER ALL! And that’s when things got a bit out of hand. She Ran. And the chase was one. They called the cat militia and they had helicopters circling. There must have been really stupid people in Chicago that day or maybe there was a coffee shortage.Because nobody noticed the commotion. Probably the second thing. It was chaos! Helicopters were roaring small helicopters of course they were cat sized, there were soldiers parachuting out of helicopters and the President who was fast but unathletic (like Moí) was running and panting and the ambassadors were trying to catch up with the president and then there was a faint sound and everyone stopped. The assassin had disappeared. The Colonel broke the silence. “All right move it men! MOVE IT! Get back in the helicopters everybody and start patrolling the area Commanders, Scratcher and Ramirez come with me to see the president Move it he’s right over there!” Exclaimed the colonel. Suddenly, the mouse President appeared. “What a nice military you have” he said.”Thank you” He said graciously. “But shouldn’t you be inside where it