I Am Happy At The Bus Stop Downtown Santa Fe

I laid my head on my seat and started to cry but I didn’t want them to see me. Later they started to pull my hair and then punched me in my nose later they started whisper about me and laughing.

Four cars drove down and stopped in front of me. My body tenses, nervous. Men file out of the cars. Each of them is a familiar face. I know each and everyone of their names. All men from the Cunninghams from Old Sarum. Yet, when they look at me, they look at me as if they are strangers. I fold my newspaper and let it rest in my lap.

Now, you're headed out the door, wishing you had a phone so you can call them and find out WTF!

Walking outside in the bright warm morning, I look up at the bright blue sky as the birds fly above my neighborhood. Opening my car door from my keys, I crouch down to step into my car. I sent my car to it's normal morning route and it stars me on my way to school. As my auto driving car sets out to school, I touch up on my

I pocket my hands, inhaling the clean, rich oxygen that keeps me alive. As I stroll down the sidewalk, I can feel the familiar depression gnawing at the back of my mind still. I have a better outlook on life now, yet it still hangs heavily over me like as if a constant thunderstorm were following my every step. My eyes trace all the happy children and couples, constantly reminded that they have what I don't. Joy. One of the

it was a day like any other with no compelling attributes, except for the gentle breeze that was blowing through the city of Chicago as Anna Ortiz made her way towards the Chicago River. it was a particular gorgeous Wednesday evening in early October, just cool enough to know fall had arrived. The bright green leaves had started to fade as if by magic into Splendid red, yellow and orange shades thus creating a backdrop of tranquility and serenity in the downtown area. Anna walked subdued by the beauty of the city as everyone seemed to rush passed her. She on the other hand slowed her stride trying to enjoy the wonderful evening in the city she loved. it had been a long day at work, and being outdoors was a welcome distraction from the busyness

After the long train ride to New Hampshire I’m finally here. As soon as I step out the train station the warm sun hits my face. I look around the area and everything looks so perfect and clean.As I look at the sun it’s smiling down at me. I see a bright clear sky, families taking strolls in the park across the street, kids goofing around in the playground, and boys skateboarding. I still can’t believe I made it out of Bellmont for good. It feels like a dream. Across the street I see two adults looking straight at me and

Arriving at the park, the refreshing smell of fresh air rushes into my nose. This smell of fresh air brings pleasure to me, not having to smell the odors of the city anymore. Upon exiting the car, the sound of snow falling

Today her walk to school was rather calm. The wind had dies down and the smog had started to lift. It is a long walk to school, but she doesn’t mind. She enjoys watching the people as she walks, and is fascinated by all the new business popping up like weeds all around the big, windy city. During her walk she passes new businesses, such as Sears and Wards, and a beautiful clothing and shoe store with

As I began to put the pieces together an officer pulled up. As he got out of his car I told myself to keep it together because I was on the verge of crying. By the time the cop made it over to the car closest to him, furthest away from me, this strange man came walking over toward my car. I soon realized he was the man that I had pulled out in front of.

I was thinking inside “yes at last!” Unfortunately that did not go as well. Inside the car, were four big tough boys talking and listening to music. I tapped on Evelyn’s shoulder making sure, if she was positive that, that was her car. Evelyn told me yes she was sure that it was and she was not crazy. At that point, I did not know what to do and what to think. My mom was probably freaking out wondering where I was and worrying if I got kidnapped since it was probably about twenty five minutes or so since I told my mom that I was going to go help an old lady out. All I was trying to do was help a senile old lady carry a few bags to her car but it turned out to be more like a mob trampling over me because it was causing me

I bolted through the hallways straight to the room. Just as I was about to peel back the covers to reveal the suspect, I noticed something strange, nothing was there. The officers stood there with a pathetic look in their eyes. I stood there dumbfounded. The officers were about to point their fingers and place the hard cuffs around my wrists, when my eyes slowly opened and I took a deep breath in, then out.

I got out of the car and went and talked to them. I told them if they did not give me money I would come back with a gun they started laughing and joking like I was kidding. So I told them I would be back. Thirty minutes later I came back with a gun. They were all still standing outside and I pulled up with the gun tucked away. As soon as I got out they came at my with a huge piece of pipe. Not even seeing the gun the were still coming at me. I pulled the gun on them and shot. The bullet was a dud with nine more in the chamber. I recocked and pointed it at them again. I set the gun down to fight and they ran literally ran. I was cussing and yelling I chased after one of them and his friend picked up my gun. He pointed at me and pulled the trigger. Luckily for me it was another dud. I got in my car and

The sky was the brightest blue I’ve seen in awhile. The clouds made the coolest shapes in the sky. The wind whistled in my ear. Everything was calm, too calm, actually way… too…calm… As I got to work it started to get less calm but, my gut feeling didn’t feel right.

We walked together back to the suburbs. It was 6:30 by now, and the sky was almost black. Their eyes lingered on me, forming an uneasy feeling in my chest. It was almost like they wanted to hit me, they were just waiting for the right