Going For A Run: A Short Story

Froggy and I made it to the big game. I was nervous to play because I didn’t know if my good luck would continue or if it would end. As I was sitting on the bench I heard my coach call my name.

Always Running is a narrative written by Luis J. Rodriguez because he wanted people to understand what life, is like out on the streets. Rodriguez witnesses his friends being killed, shot at and beaten down. He lived the lifestyle of a convict, stealing, doing drugs and learning to use a gun. Rodriguez didn’t know better than to be part of a gang and live the “thug life”. Language barrier, unemployment, poor education and family disinvolvement were some of the factors that had an impact in his involvement in gangs. Fortunately, help came his way and he was able to break the suppression of gang involvement and was able to better his life style.

But, over the years and for whatever reason, life got in the way and I forgot what it was that made running so important to me in the

“Yes?” He turned to look at her, although he didn’t look directly at her, more at the creature she was holding.

In the book The Running Dream by Wendelin Van Draanen, the main character Jessica is trying to adjust to a new life without one of her legs. Another character, Rosa, helps her through this while facing a disability of her own. Rosa was born with cerebral palsy. Even though some people don’t take the time to really get to know her, she has some great qualities that should make people want to. In the book, Rosa gets those close to her to see her real self instead of just seeing her as the girl in the wheelchair that has trouble talking. She manages this through using some of her best qualities: her friendliness, joy in helping others, and optimism.

“Hey, what are you doing.” Chloe said as she walked over to Kara on the track behind the school after school was over.

"First of all your on speakerphone, second of all its you and Jeremiah. The cute couple who were prom queen and prom king."

“Away, I’ve always obeyed so I would never find out.” She snickered and looked towards me, her eyes piercing my very being. “You look like you’d make a fine specimen, shall I take a closer look at

His eyes immediately narrowed, and he stopped chuckling. “How you be knowin’ my name now?” he said with his deep

“well hello sweetheart, what are you doing here?” she said peering down at me in a nasally voice.

“So you were reading about power systems for the fun of it?” I asked, gawking. He was so strange.

“Um, yeah. I can show you my I.D. if you want,” you offered, finding his behavior a little odd.

I take a deep breath, as I am waiting on the 4th lane of the track. The marshall yells his command,

Something has felt off every single day of Kris’ life ever since he moved from his apartment in Bronx, New York to Hawk Run, Pennsylvania. In Hawk Run, anyone could leave school at lunch, which was something very strange to him since he had never even heard of such a thing where he used to live. He was surprised that no one just left school at lunch since all of his old friends had hated school and would have done anything to leave school. Kris decided to ask his fourth period Financing teacher Mr. Goya why they are allowed to leave the school during the lunch period,

“Yes.” she answered blankly. At first sight, the man standing in front of her wasn’t impressive, nor a surprise.