Queshya slowly strolled across the dirt covered, school grounds. She was late, but she didn’t give it a second thought. Queshya is fifteen years of age, and her full name is, Queshya Rae Caroline. Her nickname is Shy, trust me she is the total opposite. She continues to go with the flow everyday of her life, which could be a good thing, or a bad thing. BANG! The front door echoed behind Shy, as she walked forward. Shy continued walking through the school hallway, and right before she reached the end of the hallway she took a sharp left. She peered into the door that stood before her. Sat at a desk was one person, who was as asleep as a sloth. Everyone else was missing. The rusty door creaked as Queshya opened it with grace and ease. Shy looked around in the small, dusty classroom. Nobody appeared. She walked up to the boy sleeping, and gently pulled his hair. Shy persisted pulling his hair, until his head was above the wooden desk, and his tan face was visible. She smirked to herself, and let go of the boy’s hair, making his face slam into the hard desk. “Ugh!” …show more content…
Wasi slowly wiped his face with his large palm, put on an irritated face, and retorted. “What the hell Queshya?” “Get over it… Anyway, where’s everyone
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The door quickly, yet quietly opened and then shut just as quickly and quietly. A light sniffle could be heard and the quick shuffle of feet and the ruffling of a book bag could be heard. She peaked her head around the corner just in time to catch a fleeting glance of the backpack as her son slinked into his bedroom and quickly shut the door. She glances at her watch and realizes she heard the sound of the bus dropping him off twenty minutes ago. Her motherly instincts could detect something was wrong; she quietly crept to his door and her hear broke at the sound of her son’s quiet sniveling. She then softly cracked the door open and then gracefully walked in to comfort her downcast child.
I turned away and walked up to the locked door back inside. It was dark inside the library at 1 AM. I knelt beside the door and took out the spare key Barksdale had given me. I forced it into the keyhole and then tapped on it until I heard the lock break from the inside. I turned the knob and the door swung open easily.
The doorbell rang and John walked away from Sarah grinning. He grabbed Painted Girl’s arm and dragged lead her to the door. Quickly he opened the door but he faltered when he gazed at its
As she opens the door of the school we find out it is the school
Slowly she began to back away toward back door; she pressed her back against the fly screen and wrapped her hand around the door handle. Footsteps made their way toward their door and a fist banged against the wood, the door ricocheting off the fist and wiggling. Her mother then gasped and slowly walked to the door, wrapping her hand around her belly she opened the door and Djinda darted to hide in the kitchen.
They saw a creature in the window. They went closer. Paige got scared but falisha took her in the house. The door slamed shut. The breeze scared daphnee. The creature was saying wierd things and slammed a chair in jashise. She cried from the stinging pain from the chair. The girls wanted and tried to get out, but they couldn’t. The door was locked shut.
Sheila Ems Corcoran was born in Cincinnati, Ohio. I was brought home from the hospital as a new born to live on the east side of Cincinnati. But Before I was a year old, my parents moved to the west side of Cincinnati. My dad was from the west side of Cincinnati and mom was from the east side. My parents decided Since my dad worked on the west side of town my parents decided to we would move to North College Hill. My dad’s mom and dad parents lived one street over from our house. My family did not stay long at this house because, my dad wanted to build a house, since he was a carpenter, just like his own dad. was. So my parents bought a building lot north of North College Hill and my dad and his dad, with the help of friends, build a house. This is the
Finally spotting the room, she swiped the card and entered, wondering if she was there first, or if he had left already. She was really nervous, a feeling she wasn't that used to experiencing, and that she absolutely hated. She was taking the pitifully low class interior decoration when she felt something cold against her head - it had to be a gun - and someone pushing her in.
Sitting up tight in his hardwood chair eating bits of his nasty lunch food. He feels a bone touch his temple. He blasted out of chair throwing fist at his ex girlfriend boyfriend. On the corner of his eye he sees his teacher approaching red faced an all. A few moments later the teacher grabs his arm pulling him back from the fighting. “What's the matter with you.” the teacher said. Walking Eric to the principal's office.
The camera pans to the opposite side of the room, where two guards are shown guarding a door identical to the one AUDREY is in front of. Suddenly the door, outlining three people. The girl hears the door open, halting her attempt to break free. She turns her face so her ears are facing the direction of the noise. As their footsteps get louder, she sits up straighter.
Jame’s eyes jerked open. What happened!? thought Jame. “Wake up! Wake up Jame!” said Adelicia as she shook him. Jame quickly sat up and blushed. “What’s wrong?”, he said as he rubbed his eyes. “The principal wants you in his office!” Jame suddenly woke up fully, “Why?”