I Don 't Know How She Did It

head was clouded with thousands of thoughts like, what if the ride got stuck or will I get sick? Before I

Before the car could come to a proper stop outside the building, I was out and hot-footing it inside, just so I wouldn’t have to ride the elevator up with him, or wince at another hurtful look from

Adrenaline pulsed through my veins like a race car; my knees started to buckle beneath me. My palms and face were sweat soaked with anticipation. My friend encouragingly nudged me forward. Fear trickled down my spine, sending me off the cliff of sanity.

hand over a paycheck for something to be fixed. Although these cars were very simple to

But then, i didnt know what was happening. Cars started merging. my mind was not fast enough. brake or accelerate? no time. left. but theres a car there. Instinct took over. Eventually I pulled over and eventually i calmed down.

When the door reopens the coach, principal, and what looks like a high school student enters the room. The principal says, “This is Selmy and she’s a new student and I expect all of you to show her how good of a school we have.” After that the principal leaves, coach shows the new girl where she’ll be sitting, and what she’ll need for this class. Now to myself I think: “She don’t needa waste her money cuz we dont do nothing in here anyway.” As the class comes to an end I notice that the girl never said anything to anyone and she never made eye-contact, she just looked down at her desk the entire time. It was time for us to change classes, so I tapped her on her shoulder and said, “We have math

I kept running I never looked back at what just happened. I can’t believe I did that. Other than regret, nothing went through my mind, but that I need to run and get to Brehamore in three days or I will miss my interview for my job. I just kept running, not paying attention to the sirens, the cars, and yelling behind me. To get to Brehamore now that I missed the bus, the only way is to catch the train that stops at the crossing right behind the woods.

My pulse beats wildly at the base of my throat. Images of what-could-happen flash through my mind. My reasoning is flawed. This is insane. I am officially nuts.

Growing up our family had a 1966 Ford Mustang. Unfortunately my dad sold this car before I was old enough to drive it, so the only memories I have of this car are riding in it when I was little. Being that this car was from 1966, it had many problems. It had some start-up issues, the radio didn't work, the speedometer was shaky, and it had some scratches that may have been there because of me and my scooter driving mishaps. But suppose instead of selling this car a few years ago, my dad decided to restore this car completely. Now he’s not the most handiest of men, so more than likely we take it someone who will do all the restoring for us. Suppose one day we go out, he’s driving the mustang heading to the restoration shop and I follow him

i packed my things and left "the house of terror". In my mind at thought running away to freedom wouldn't be so bad. but really i was petrified i didn't know what to do. If i wasn't so lazy i would have set a up a plan, the only things i had were my tokyo ghoul backpack filled with personal items (toothbursh, phone, headphones, pads,ect.) then my lugged filled with clothes and shoes. But lucky the area i was in was very fimilar to me. this area is downtown in cheyenne, wyoming. Not only that but the place i've been dying to go to was right across the street. without hesiting i ran through the line of cars honking at me.

I walked down the hall, a trail of water followed me as I dripped from head to toe in wet clothes. Since I didn't drive to school today I’d have to wait

I finished tying my shoes and followed her out into the kitchen. “By the way the car is waiting outside for you. I better not catch you going anywhere other than school and back okay? You already know how dangerous the city is, and if I find out you have gone anywhere you're gonna be in big trouble.” She was of course talking about the fact most jobs have been replaced by a computer and that People can't compete with something that’s who knows how much faster. We have been lucky. “Yea sure thing, straight there and back” I repeated to show her I understood. I picked up my school bag off the bench. “Be careful” she said as I walked out the

As soon as we got in the truck, Steve asked, ?You gonna do something about that.? ?What?? I played dumb. ?The hot chick who keeps checking you out,? he said. ?Ya, I plan to do something,? I answered with teen bravado not supported with a plan of any kind. Now, I had declared my intentions. Now, I needed a plan. My plan had to involve something big because the situation demanded it. This was a hot rich babe from DCC; I would have to borrow Dad?s car in the least.

strength to go on the ride while walking to the ride i felt butterflies in my stomach

I woke up on a beautiful sunny day in Salmon Idaho. I got out of bed and got my dirty ripped overalls on. I went out to my shop and started working on the truck my neighbor wanted me to fix up. When all of a sudden I heard a two trucks pull in. They dropped off a crappy “one star hand me down ford to try to fix up. With some part time cash from driving a tractor,” I got to work fixing up my new one star ford. Once I got into the dirty grease covered oil smelling engine there was a couple of problems. Then transmission was nearly completely gone, the engine was too small for a racing truck, it needed new wheels, axles, and a bunch of other stuff.