Creative Writing: The Three Crimes

Elizabeth Cochran, better known under her pen name, Nellie Bly, was an American journalist born in Cochran’s Mills, Pennsylvania on May 5th, 1864. She gained fame through her investigative journalism and began working for the New York World in 1887. Her first assignment, an expose on a local asylum, is covered by J.D. Ryznar in an episode of the Comedy Central TV series, Drunk History. While the facts given in Drunk History don’t precisely line up with the facts from outside sources, the story conveyed is entertaining and accurate enough to be a valuable resource for exposing viewers to history.

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.

During Louis XIV’s rule (1643- 1715), France experienced an absolute monarchy. Absolutism, in Louis eyes, was the idea that the entire state be authorized by ‘one king, one law, one faith.’ Louis advocated his tutor Bossuet’s “divine right of kings”, the belief that the sole authority above the king is God. These aspects of absolutism were aimed to strengthen France internally and externally, but did not completely succeed. Louis told his successor to ‘make your citizens happy’: the opposite of what the former had accomplished. Through force Louis gave his citizens no say in their country, no option but his way of rule. Although Louis aspired for an absolute monarchy, for France’s best interest, the French were ultimately unhappy during his reign.

“Well first you can't leave since you already know who we are, second if you leave the Empresses gourds will probably kill you either impaling you or shooting you to death, so looks like your gonna have to join us and defeat the Empress of Souls.” Glen implied.

King shrugged. “Well that's an unexpected thing to say to me, I didn't ever swear to be your partner in whatever your life long plans were.”

Attached are the two disciplinary action forms for Rachel. One for March 8th being late and the other one for March 14th for parking in Mari's parking space.

Jack loves pie, but maybe to much as now he has to sit in the corner, getting threatened by Mike Hunt to put him in jail. So it all starts on a nice thanksgiving day in a small town in Oregon, the Horner family having there regular thanksgiving day feast. Jack Horner was sitting at the table eating food when suddenly he started hitting everybody. Little grandma Horner had to call the police.

A dim light shone through the dusty window of Clary's room at the New York institute. Her green eyes opened and she let out a groan. The night befor Clary and Isabelle Lightwood had gone hunting alone and ended up taking down three Ravener demons. Ravener demons were one of the lesser demons, but it didn't make them any less disgusting to look at with their scorpian like bodies and insect faces. Even with healing runes the ordeal had leftthe curly redhead feeling lazy. She pushed herself from the bed and dressed into her gear. Infront of the mirror the ran the brush through her curls until she was statisfied. Her stele was still tucked inside the pocket of her pants, she pulled it out and traced the lines of a Stamina Rune on the inside of

I am surprised and happy by the response to the story thus far. As usual I own nothing I just like to play.

It was 3017, and life has never gotten this difficult. Ever since the Gem was stolen, our Kingdom has fallen apart. The once tall, magnificent redwood trees protecting wildlife and hope now wither, with its discolored, curling leaves piled on the ground surrounding them. The distant sun situates our kingdom in a bath of darkness most of the day. Now, it was my job to save the kingdom. President Huckleberry, leader of the kingdom, selected me to go on an expedition to retrieve the gem. My eyelids began to shut, when a familiar ring then fills my ears.

According to bing dictionary a democracy is a system of government by the whole population or all the eligible members of a state, typically through elected representatives .Now and days A democracy is fair because they let everyone have a voice. So who ever receives more votes would be elected for the spot that they are running for. In addition the citizens are the one with the voice not the government. All votes have equal weighting, it does not matter if you work for the state or if you're a citizen the votes are still equal. According to Wikipedia if you were a slave,woman,or foreigner, you were not aloud to vote. If you were under twenty years old you were not aloud to vote.

She no longer wore any clothes, deciding to go mostly natural since it would be a hassle to have a wardrobe specifically made not only for her size, but something simple enough she could do herself.

I heard the blood-curdling scream, travelling from the depths of the pit to my own ears. It must’ve been that new kid. The one that arrived here with me, just this morning. I had been ordered to escort him to his trial, as per usual, and it’s clear they hadn’t taken all that long to lay into him.

My eyes flickered once or twice before they were fully open. I soon adjusted to my surroundings, and noticed the proceeding chaos enclosing me. Nevertheless, I couldn’t determine what the ongoing situation was; there were deafening shrieks and the occasional cries likely to send shivers down your spine. Angry guards, all sick with shock, darted around clamouring, and attempting to express their desolation, “Treason. Murder.” Witnessing the murder of their loyal leader would be challenge to overcome. My mind was blank and my head was pounding, I felt empathetically light headed, almost to the point where I just wanted to close my heavy eyes and never open them again. What has become of me? It is only a matter of time before they denounce me.

At the beginning of time, there existed one realm. In it there lived happiness and anguish, joy and pain, and success and failure. These emotions and characteristics were deep and rich. From this world emerged 2 beings, Masculum and Femina, born unto opposite sides in this vast world. The man was found among valleys and mountains, in a land of physical hardship and immense trials of strength and agility. He was forced to be strong in body, and aggressive, as wild animals and plant life sought to destroy him to eradicate his superior form. The woman was born in a land among clever serpentine creatures, foraging beasts, and changing landscapes that required quick thinking. Thus, the attributes of men and women were formed.