Creative Writing: The Trap Home

The boys smoke a lot in the movie and they also sneak out a lot they are being rebellious by breaking

The drive home was difficult; his vision swam and his muscles felt stiff and achy. Too bright city lights glared at him, pierced his eyes. His head throbbed, beat, beat, beat, in rhythm with his racing heart. Nausea rocked in his stomach and every noise seemed amplified. Why were these damn people driving so slowly? He needed to get home; he was already late as it was, and his father wouldn't be pleased. Leaving the glowing city behind him, Aiden found slight relief in the peaceful country roads and sharp peppermint smelling pines that surrounded his home, if you could call it that.

When entering the house they saw furniture and some food laying around. After waking in the house for

When Dutch felt they were a safe distance away, he pulled off the road. He and Gilbert jumped out, yanked the Water Company wording and emblems off the truck, and threw them a good distance from the road. Dutch and Gilbert ran to the back of the truck, looked in, and met the gaze of Marcel, Dorian and Saban. They stared at each other in wide-eyed amazement. Marcel chuckled—then laughed. Then they all laughed. They laughed so hard, tears filled their eyes. Even Cedric who was lying on his stomach on the floor of the truck was smiling. With the tension quelled, they regained their composure. Marcel cautioned Dutch to stay off the main roads. By now the Germans were broadcasting news of the raid and checkpoints would be everywhere. Marcel told

“Please I can’t afford to be in prison!” Elaine’s long blond hair flew in her face, as she was thrown behind bars. Elaine was thrown in prison for the wrong reason. Elaine sat against the rusty walls of the prison,with her stomach moaning with hunger.

‘Breathe, just breathe. It's nothing more than a dark alley and you're not afraid of the dark - Come on!' Elena tried to calm herself and she inhaled a deep breath before she forced her legs to move. Her whole body was tense, but each movement was shaky, her fawn-like brown hues seeming so much wider than usual as she took one step after the other. It was true: Elena Gilbert was not afraid of the dark, but there was something about this place that made her feel anything but safe. She should not have left on her own, but there was no other option, was there? Damon had a way of messing things up and that was the last thing that she needed.What she needed was to find Stefan… She needed to bring him home, bring him back - no matter what that meant,

As he stared down the dark, winding streets of London it was evident that he was in pain beyond imagination. His eyes were evidently engorged and it could be seen through the purple clouds around his eyes that he was close to losing all control of his senses. Blood was seeping from the deep hole in the upper right corner of his left shoulder, every sluggish step he took forward sent a searing pain through his nerves all the way to the wound, leaving no chance for the blood loss to halt. The cold rain was falling gently onto the gloomy road surrounding him but it bothered him not, the dangerously dark setting in fact paid tribute to his murky charisma. His head hung, long grimy hair falling over his eyes as he looked straight down at the aged

A messy, disorganised room, covered in dust and cobwebs. Placed looking out of the window over watching the oceans below: THE CARETAKER is excitedly watching the contestants arrive onto the towers shores. He turns towards the

Josh's brother Mike visited him the next day after the charges were set, and asked him if he truly did kill the man because he didn’t know what to believe. Josh exclaimed, “I swear Mike I did not pull the trigger! I’m being set up somehow. It wasn’t me who killed that man!” Then Mike responds, “I’m going to get you out of this disgusting prison.” One month passes, and Mike has been planning how to get his brother out of prison and prove that he is innocent. He has a friend that worked on designing the prison and Mike asked him to get an outline of it. Once he got the outline of the prison, he got it tattooed on his body. With this it will help him get his brother out of jail. He has been studying the prison and how it works for the last month,

“Yes, we’ve been over this before.” Emele said waving her hand dismissively. “Oooh...” Janelle clenched her fists and closed her eyes tightly as she said it. “Why can’t you be more like your friends?” She asked her sister. “My friends are not my friends anymore.” Emele said. “Really? Wow, time changes. NOW WILL MARGARET PLEASE COME SAVE ME?!?” Janelle yelled. And right after that, Margaret burst into the room with a cloak

“No,” Katelyn then said flippantly while letting out a little giggle. “They hate me because I’m a witch, and that’s a big no-no in Mount Harrison.”

On 04/26/16, Devan told his teacher and school nurse that her grandparent’s friend, Randy, has moved into the home to help with rent; Randy moved into the home a couple of months ago. According to the reporter, Devan told her that Randy doesn’t sleep on the couch, floor, or with anyone else, but Randy sleeps in the bed with him and it makes him feel uncomfortable. Ms. Hicks stated when she asked Devan if Randy has been inappropriate with him, Devan shook his head no. The reporter stated she doesn’t have any specific details about the sleeping arrangement; it’s unknown if Randy sleeps under covers with the child, if they sleep head to toe, or at opposite ends of the bed. The reporter also mentioned she was told by the child that Randy is taking

“What are you doing with her and pumpkin head?” Mary Louise questioned. “I told you not to be with them. Unless you were making fun of them, which doesn’t seem to look like it.”

“She’s pretty sure she drunk dialed Edward last night.” Alice responds. I groan hearing the words again.

“This is my ward Hailey.” Iroh stated. “I thought it would be appropriate for her to eat with us.”