Creative Writing: You Are Awake

Trying not to laugh, she begins scrunching up one side of her face so as the corner of her lips try and touch her eye.

“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

I play football here at ULM and we have been in our fall camp for the last 23 days. It is a mental, physical, and emotional strain and tensions are running high. One day early on in camp we were out in the blistering heat practicing. We were almost finished when we called a screen pass and I was going to be the main blocker for the play and if I messed up it wouldn't work. Then as soon as the ball was snapped I stepped with the wrong foot first. This slowed me down and the defender was able to clobber our receiver behind the line of scrimmage. My position coach, Coach Clark, immediately ran over yelling, "What are you doing? Where is the direction you can't lose your man on that play?" I knew what I had done wrong, "I can't let him get up the

"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.

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.

“Yes I am dad.” Kevin screaming at the top of his lungs,” Mr.Cromwell needs to go!” While Howie and Kevin argued ,Cromwell was over there eating Kevin’s breakfast, waffles. It was too late, Howie and Kevin turned around ,the waffles were gone.Kevin and Howie went straight over to doggy daycare. Cromwell had stayed 1 hour knowing he wanted to leave.

“We’ll see what happens when they come out there with the big ball and level your shack. That will be the happiest day of my life.” Laughing as she picked up her purse, locked the car and started to walk away, but stopped and asked, “Is that mouthwash or whiskey, I smell?” She smirked with a nasty tone in her voice.

Well, mostly. That was until a sound of absolute disgust came out of Nikki’s mouth. It wasn’t in Nikki’s nature to keep things to herself, especially when a wad of gum was stuck on the underside of her shoe.

Eyes open, sprawled out and I grasp at… air, air. Waking up I’m no longer in the nightmarish abyss, clutching at the light above, my fingertips never reaching a single ray. Still I’m sweating down waterfalls, panting, panting…panting for no reason. There aren’t any cliffs in Florida. The land’s flat. I’m not going to fall off anything anytime soon. Cue Bob Marley on the Music app: “Don’t worry about a thing, because every little thing is going to be al…”

"What is that?!" Casey yelled covering her ears in a vain attempt to bock out the sound.

My amusment park ride is so fun and cool, you will feel like you are the best and fastest person in the world on my ride. My ride goes at a max SPEED of 112 miles per hour, and it is 3 minutes and 12 SECONDS long. The ride itself has a MASS of 1.5 tons, with 16 two seat cars. While on my ride the seats are like a life vest, the brace comes over your body and connects to a seat belt located between your legs. In the beginning of the ride you start off in a egyptian pyramid that looks so real you feel like you are actually in egypt. When you get on the ride, you go up a hill that is 100 feet in the air. While going up the hill you are going at a CONSTANT SPEED of 40 miles an hour. While going down the first hill you are ACCELERATING at a rate

“Get on the line,” coach says. One mistake, just one mistake and you go to the line. The words go through one ear out the other but then reverse and rattle in my brain. We sprint to it not daring to walk. The yellow line in front of my toes glared at me. My legs clenched together like a clap of a hand. Blood in my brain pumping furiously like a dam falling and all the water just explodes out. My mind racing faster and faster. Waiting for coach’s call “32 seconds” “Go!” and we are off leaving nothing behind us but dust, and a blur.

Now I am in a room that leaves me in between what seemed like darkness and light. Standing stiffly, I could not see all of this room since it's pretty dark, but only this side that has the moon light reflection from the west window. Wonderingly, I said to myself in a low voice, "what is this place?"

MILA 's eyes light up, but then he studies CHRISTIAN more closely, and looks uneasy.

She compares her body to others thinking she is not good enough. She falls to the idealism of perfection that society has set up for us. If you ask anyone, she is not too fat nor too skinny. Beauty glows from the top to bottom on my dear friend. When she briskly walks, her shoulders are crouched forward, like every new person on their first day. When she sits in class, she shakes her leg excessively as she over thinks about endless subjects that float around in her head.