Don 't Make Any Sound

The first thing you felt was the softness of something beneath you, and the warmness of what you assumed was sunlight on your tan skin. Sitting up very slowly, you examined the space around you to find what was so soft below your outstretched legs. Golden flowers grew out of the cracked stone ground, shining a yellowish hue that seemed to make them even more beautiful than they already were. The sunlight that lit up part of the room you were currently residing in came from a distant hole in the rocky roof hanging high above you. Groggily, you stood up.

“Ok squad we just got word there is a small enemy outpost not far from here in the foothills, this is where most of the Taliban are staging when they attack this base. We are sending in just our squad for a quick in and out recon mission of the area," explains the Lt nodding his head rapidly.

“Calm down Sam, save that fire for the war, right now we have some work to do.” John said.

everything, the sun came came like gold through the trees, and over the field, and I felt like I was in

“I think I just need to sleep on it. Good night.” I didn’t sleep the rest of the night. I laid in bed tossing and turning,

A couple years back when my mother had back surgery, I would always help her up, which I seemed pretty good at, because she would always say, “Whenever you help me I can never feel it. You are really good at this.” At that time it had gone in one ear and out the other. That’s not until two years ago when my grandmother was really sick, so we had to stay days with her because she couldn’t be by herself. She was sleeping the whole day, so something just told me to wake her up. After I woke her up, she sat up for a few minutes. My family gave her some medicine and then her eyes started rolling behind her head, and she was unresponsive. At that time I rushed and called 911. The whole time I felt as if I was in a daze. At that

I woke up on the very edge of my bed my blankets tossed on the floor and my head buried into a pillow. I groaned as I pushed myself off the bed picking up the blankets and laying them on the mattress. I stretched my arms and yawned as I walked over to my bathroom and twisting the knobs trying to find a perfect temperature.

up on the edge. Once again the sun had crept up my body and this time

“Uhh sir, we might have a problem. The monster is now 100 feet away from us.” Another soldier said.

It was a beautiful day out. The air was crisp, but the sun was warm against my skin. It was a muddier barn then

The blinding light coming from the outside poured into me. I grabbed the air reaching for water just like looking for an oasis in a desert. My eyes, yawned by the sun poking into my eyes and I realized that I was back in my house; my old jacketed

Hands were wrapped around my neck. I couldn 't breathe. I felt something touch my hand and I let out a sob. I tried to calm myself down. This isn’t going to happen again. I

I let out a soft sigh, still unfocused for school the next day. I placed the polaroid I had taken from the fair carefully onto my bedside table. I could use this as a tool of recognition at school tomorrow. I grabbed my comforter and tucked myself into bed, with two pillows in my embrace. As my consciousness dwindled down, my mind escaped into a vivid dream. Sleeping allowed me to liberate myself from the agony of trudging through my daily life.

my heart sank and the tears rolled down my face as if I was trying to fill a river. I knew I

All I could think about was the race. My friends who have been racing for a few years were giving me tips; they would also throw in a joke about me losing. They were trying to make my nerves stop racing around and just sit still. I could close my eyes and picture the whole race in my head. Then I realized I was still by the fire when I could feel the warm bursts of heat from the fire on my face as I stared at the glowing stars.