I Want To Go: A Narrative Fiction

In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, depart and vanish from this creature of God…. Seizures, outbursts, cursing, vomiting, and scratches on Doe’s body were all effects that occurred during the final exorcism. Then at 11p.m. that night the boy interrupted Father Bowdern as he said in a voice much deeper than his own ‘Satan! Satan! I am St. Michael! I command you, Satan, and the other evil spirits to leave this body, in the name of Dominus, immediately! Now! Now! Now!’ Doe had one last spasm, then became very quiet and said, ‘He is gone’ (Opsasnick).

The man, had he not died from the demon, was surely dead now. Blood pooled around the man's body, his corpse sprawled in an unnatural position.... unmoving...

Through the novel Okay for Now, Gary Schmidt uses the motif of the flight jacket, a successor to Joe Pepitone’s jacket, to portray Doug’s turn to adulthood.

The footsteps reached his door. There was a barely perceptible pause, then the door creaked open loudly. David shrieked as a dark shadow threw itself at him, passing through him as a gust of poisonous air.

In the story “Utterly Perfect Murder,” the main character, Doug, realizes that his childhood nemesis was not really as scary as he originally thought he was. A quote to

Moving, for many people, can be a difficult process. A lot of the time kids have to switch schools and deal with the challenge of making new friends and getting used to everything new. Since my parents divorced when I was five years old, I can remember living in many different homes. My mother would rent out a place, live there for a few months, then meet a new guy and move on. For years, I hoped to myself that my mom and dad would get back together, like Nick and Elizabeth Parker from “The Parent Trap.” I knew, however, deep down that such a thing just couldn’t happen. My four siblings and I were dragged along, forced to go with the flow and adapt as quickly as possible. Up till she married her second husband, Tony. As young as I was,

He muttered the words to the spell. He was about to finish his spell before someone puts a cloth around his mouth. He started panicking, he kept clawing at the guy’s arm. He started to feel dizzy. His thoughts were scrambled, he couldn’t think. His vision became dark. The last thing he saw before he passed out was one of the bounty hunters paying the little kid

Percival shook his head and turned back around. Gwaine had done some pretty imbecilic things in his time, but this topped them all. Still, when Gwaine got a notion in his head…

He had no room. The sea in which he drowned consisted of his own messy, desperate, rage filled tears and society itself - the complexity that governed and bred the rules of an arbitrary something that was so far removed from Clyde's simple, primitive child mind. Society was a sea filled and fueled by the tears of children. The more anguish it induced, the more it ran. Clyde didn't know this, of course. With this, Clyde had to learn to gulp down his tears and wipe his face clean of any existing tears, and learn how to breathe underwater. Deep underwater. A defective child like Clyde would have to learn to survive these violent conditions. He looked around him only to see a well organized swimming class; the kids smiling and laughing, the lightweight joy of simplicity. Some even gave Clyde mocking giggles. Swimming was easy and enjoyable for them. The water was peaceful over there. No one drowned, and they functioned as if they were one. But where Clyde was, the sea raged. From this, Clyde began to think that the violence and rage of the sea was his fault and his alone. Wherever he stood, chaos brewed. He made everything difficult. Clyde would have to compete with this large body of children, who were created

When I was finished, I held both hands over the items in front of me and said the words from our textbook. I then circled my hands over the items, moving north, east, south, and then west. After I was finished, I sat quietly and looked at the four items in front of me, thinking about my experience. I felt very emotional, as I always do when I practice magic. I then used my snuffer to

One time, I was playing CS:GO. I was playing on a train and my team was doing exceptionally wonderful. My teammates were watching their positions and winning their gunfights. We were 8-3 and I was expecting an elementary win. I started buying every round. My intentions were that I wanted to try out other weapons, effectively ruining my economy. Further into the game, a guy on my team starts complaining about one of my other teammates taking his position and says that he has been doing this for the entire game. The guy he was complaining about then went AFK, and subsequently abandoned the game. This immediately brought down the morale of the entire team. We started losing rounds continuity. Our team was failing at watching our positions and

In “Young Goodman Brown” Brown takes a journey that will change the way he is forever. Brown sees the deep dark secrets that everyone around him has. He sees people that he cared for and called friends totally living a secret sinful life. This totally changes the way he lives his life every day. He can not look at people the same way all he sees are there dark deep secrets. He withdraws from society and cant look at everyone the same way. He just feels like he doesn't know who these people really are he looks at them and only sees the secrets that they hide. He is tempted by the traveler to visit these woods. This temptation was too much for him to withstand and he fell just like everyone else around him had already done. Too feel sorry

Thomas jerked his head up when he heard the cackling of many crows. He quickly jumped to his knees, shuffling around in a circle as his eyes darted fearfully in the dark.

A minute ago a Quad had dragged him chained inside the formal dining room where she was idling with the rest of them Spell witchies.

Entrance/Initial Action: Walk on the stage with head turned back and say I will be right there, Aloise! Walk to the middle of the room with candle in hand, kneel down and “light” it, then get ready to pray…..