Lime Springs: A Short Story

THE BOY HITCHHIKING on the back-country Kansas road was nineteen years old. He had been dropped there by a farmer in a Model T Ford who had turned off to the north. Then he waited for three hours. It was July and there were no clouds. The wheat fields were flat and went straight to the horizon. The boy had two plums and he ate them. A blue Plymouth coupe went by with a man and a woman. They were laughing. The woman had blonde hair and it was all loose and blew from the window. They didn't even see the boy. The strands of straw-colored hair seemed to be waving to him. Half an hour later a farmer stopped in a Ford pickup covered with a layer of dust. The boy clambered into the front seat. The farmer took

Back in the 1800s the people would use water to power the mills. They would use waterfalls and rivers to power the mills. The St. Anthony river had enough water to power the mill. There was also Turbine and water wheels to power the mills.

One day there was an old abandoned house. Two boys walked passed they looked at each other and said.” We need to go into that house this weekend” the weekend came around and the two boys went to the. House they walked through the front door it was night time they had flashlights. They were hearing weird noises but they kept going through the house they started to get scared. Then the noise got louder they started yelling and stuff turned on the lights they moved on and out of nowhere the lights turned off as they got up the stairs.

After they got to the restaurant, and had been seated at the table they began to talk about work. He asked, “So how did you become an intern at an electric co-op?” “Well,” she said, “I have always had a passion for how green energy and giving back to the community, so one day I went into the office with my father and asked if I could get some information. Keep in mind I was only “9” at the time, had a very squeaky voice, and probably not more than three feet tall, so my head didn’t reach the counter. Well the lady said, “What information would you like to have darling?” and I said that I wanted to learn about how electricity works so that I can help conserve energy, and help the environment. She just sat there and stared at me, then she handed me a business card then said “Good luck.” I called the number the next day, and to my joy received an eccentric reply from the Administrator of the Eastern District: he asked if I would like to come and visit him and of course I said

They were standing there with guns and the shot and missed. Then they shot again and got Mr. Rainsford he was dead. They got Mr. Whitney and took him with them and they told him he will be dead. He started to panic and said “I didn’t do it!” Jasemine said “I don’t care you was there!” So they got back to the station and killed him. Then Jasmine, Cheyanne, Bryson, Bob they went and got something to eat and they all said “We done a good job with our work. When they went back they seen a pile of bodies and they went to the manger and said “What’s these dead bodies doing in here and he said “I put them there because you guys have to invest them. So they went and invested them and they the results and they turned them in the mangers and they took them to the lab. When they got done they went to the house where Mr. Rainsford and Mr. Whitney and Mr. Zaroff was fighting and they got blood examples for Mr. Zaroff and they discovered that he was cut with a sword. They buried him in the ground and left this investigation alone. The next day they had some more dead bodies and they went and they investigation it and they gave them to the hounds. They eat the bones and the hounds finished eating the bodies. Then when they was done they went into the woods. Jasemine, Cheyanne, Bob, Bryson went to the station and told there manger they let the hounds eat the other bodies.

I was riding my horse, in bad conditioned weather, it was raining and snowing with a little bit of ice on the ground. I was just minding my own business then I hear 3 bells the first one is a little loud, the second one was medium loud, and the third one was extremely loud. I started panicking and so I tied my horses reign to the hitch. I started panicking everyone was riding in their wagon trying to get home, but I stopped to see what was going on in then I see John with a musket and I tell everyone to go home and lock their doors because this wasn’t going to end well. I went up to him and asked him, “what are you doing man, what is wrong with you, why are you doing this?” He replied and said, “I don’t know.” Then I said, “what do you mean?” he replied and said, “I don’t know what is wrong with me I think I need to go see a doctor because I don’t feel right at all I don’t even own this

Through the years, many citizens have worked to maintain the museum. In 2012, the Drumright Historical Society began work to bring the story of The Negro American Series back to the public. At first, they began to share the story with their own city through museum exhibits, speeches to civic groups and their local newspaper. Next, they began to share with the State of Oklahoma through organizations such as the Oklahoma Cultural Heritage Trust, the Oklahoma Museum Association and the Oklahoma Historical

Thirteen year old Brain Robeson was on his way to visit to his father. (His parent's had divorced).but while he was aboding the plane. the pilot had gotten an heart attack and died. with shock(because the pilot dying suddnly) Brain drove the plane. but he crashes in to an Canadian wilderness. he is left alone. with only an hatchet in the wilderness. he drink lake water, Raspberry and birld meat everything he can eat. one day he was looking at the reflection of his face he noticed that he was changed. a new Brain!! one day

There once was a boy named leafy who loved riding his bike. one day he was riding around and out of nowhere he hit a penny on the ground while he was braking. It made the back tire slide out and he fell. When he got back up he noticed that the penny was face up. He put it in his pocket and kept riding. As he turned the corner to his house he heard a noise as he looked back before he could see it there was a crow chasing him. he pedaled as fast as he could then an ally came. he crossed without looking and BOOM! Leafy was hit by a car. Leafy died in the hospital the next day. The next Friday was his funeral. when they were done they got to carrying the coffin. when they were carrying the coffin they said they could hear something but they thought

I don’t get why people like to hate so much on Bluffton. Sure its a small town, well village, but there’s nothing wrong with it. There isn’t much to do here if you’re a college student, I get that, but there’s so much the Bluffton offers us that we just choose to ignore on the daily. We don’t think about this, but how many other college kids could go to school and not really need a car. We’re lucky that everything that we could possibly need is within walking distance and if you do have to drive somewhere, well you don’t have to worry about using too much gas because it will take you less than five minutes to get there. Another thing that we don’t have to worry about is crime. You’re able to go out at night and not have to worry about anything happening to you. There’s even some people who don’t even lock their doors because that’s how much they trust the people here in the village. Ok, sometimes its hard not having anything to do here on the weekend, but the community that Bluffton has makes up for it.

They were robots. We arrived at the doors and I was let into the room. The doors quickly shut behind me. The walls of the room were white, just like everything else in the facility. There were about seven people in the room sitting in their assigned seats and ready for the therapy session. I ignored the entire lecture because the therapist’s voice was so boring and monotone. I just couldn’t force myself to listen to him. After the session was over and an hour of my life was wasted, I hurried out of the room with the other seven Underlying Criminals. I dawdled throughout the facility and trudged down the stairs until I saw a man standing at the bottom of the staircase. He must’ve been a patient at the facility too because he was wearing all white, just like me. I walked down the stairs and just as soon as he heard my booming footsteps, he frantically ran away. Like the fool I am, I ran down the stairs after him. A door that read “Staff Only” stood feet away from me glistening under a dim light. I put my hand on the cold doorknob and twisted it. Surprisingly, it opened. The room was pitch black, so I scanned my fingers across the wall until I found a light switch. It was cold in here, as if it were a giant freezer. Eventually, I found a switch and I turned it on. The lights brightened and there were hundreds of caskets. It was like a small graveyard in here. I tip-toed to one of the caskets. You could see through the top. Dates were attached to the sides. The numbers was the date that they died. People were in there, no, not just any other people, I knew them. One of them was my neighbor, I remember him coming here for therapy. Then another was a girl in my class. She came here because she robbed a bank. One of the faces looked oddly familiar. Finally, it hit me. It was Adrian in one of the caskets. Why would anyone do this to people? There was therapy provided here so that people

Jesse lives in a small town called lark creek and has a hard family life. He likes to draw in his free time and has been training for running all summer. One day a new family the Burkes move in next to the errands household their daughter Lesley's creative artistic and now Jesse's new classmate. Jesse's always dreamed of being the fastest runner in the fifth grade at Lark Creek Elementary School. Leslie runs with the boys and beats all of them. Jesse was crushed and no one really seemed to like her after that. Soon after Jesse and Leslie start to be friends. Since they are both neighbors Jesse and Leslie spend a lot of time together. They take over a part of a nearby Forest that is only accessible by swinging on a rope over the creek. They

Oh look! As I’m just in the swamp pit relaxing, floating away with the water. I see a bunch imbeciles shooting bullets towards the sky and drinking their moonshine. Like what did the sky ever do to you Bill what’s the point of wasting those bullets. I’m fed with their shenanigans like don’t you fools have any respect for nature? Indeed, it’s cause of this stupid annual Marsh Fest they come into our territory and try to take us out. Like they must be stupid if they think I’ll let them eat me or make a designer bag out of me. Not to mention they took my pops last Marsh Fest he was a good fella he had the longest tail in the whole county. This year I’m not going down without a fight, I’ll be in stealth mode if they come near me I’ll snap their

So, I chickened out last night and waited until daytime before making my trip. I was able to take a sick day from work. Rolling Springs was about a good fifteen miles outside of town, possibly more. It’s on the way towards Las Vegas. It was a small retirement community up until the late eighties. There are stories that it didn’t become a beacon of trailer trash and criminal psychopaths until most of the tenants passed away or moved on. It’s a little ironic that when conservative media likes to paint a very clean cut picture of an old town “Christian” America, it’s a town like this, with a general store, a school that does K-12, a diner, and of course at the center, a large church. Here I thought Yokeman was trying so hard to be a larger

Sarah is realizing that she was wrong and had to tell Dr. Warren how she was feeling. She tried to tell him in Boston but he was in a hurry to get to Watertown. Not even a month later she too went to Watertown with her family and which to get there was a challenge. British officers were harassing Grandmother Revere, telling her to move. Grandmother Revere refused to and the British officer was going to forcefully move her, until a roal friend for the king told the officer to let them pass. They were in Watertown, Dr. Warren was sent to the hill for battle. He was killed on the hill. Sarah and her family were devastated of the news, and Sarah's father had to identify him.