Zach's Diary: A Fictional Narrative

I fluttered my eyes open. Today would be a new day full of opportunities and chances to make it a great,what could go wrong.Then I remembered. I remembered what would happen that day. I had a hard time getting to sleep that night. Tossing, and turning with thoughts whipping and circling through my head.I drew a stiff bre My eyes filled with tears, and my body jerked with anger. Why? Why today? I thought. I threw my head into my pillows and stayed there for what I thought was forever.

“Yeah, well don’t get used to it,” I reply, “I can’t save your life every time you’re endanger.”

Reporter stated Gabriel came in yesterday, 5/1/18, for a risk assessment. She was sent from his school. He made a statement wanting to kill the teaches and himself on 4/30/18. He wrote a note and the note stated “I am racists. I don’t like white people. I just want to kill them and both my teachers. They everything me. They lie on me. I just want to kill myself.” Reporter asked what did he mean by “they everything him” and Gabriel said they blame everything on him. Gabriel said he is not suicidal right now. He shook his head yes for still wanting to hurt his teachers. He does not have a suicidal plan. Mom (Lakesha) said that Gabriel does not have access to any weapons. She had no safety concerns for him. Gabriel does have a history

“You’re ruining my concentration. How am I supposed to catch your stupid wolf if you keep talking to me?”

In Oklahoma, where there are bloody rumbles and serious crimes made here in this big city, but there is a tiny sixteen year old boy living in the middle of it all, and that was me, Johnny. The Greaser was like a second home for each other. They were rough, old fashion, and have been In rumbles where breaking your arm wasn’t a serious injury, but they help another out. I, in the other hand, was not like them. They say that heroes need a dark past in order to be stronger in the comics I read, but that didn’t happen to me. I was abused by my own parents and I got jumped by those rich Socs. They left scars and pain for me, I felt like I’ve gotten weaker after this, not stronger.

During the first pages of The Game, Zach, the hero of the story is dying. He suddenly wakes up and is in the body of a seventeen-year-old. This is because Zach lives in a world called Tygon, where at young age children are put into “The Game”. Zach is one of the lucky players who started as an orphan when all of the sudden he rockets into one of the top positions. He is picked up by a patron (sponsor), Brandon Strayne, the maker of The Game. Zach is seventeen and is turning eighteen in a few weeks, and he has two choices, he could play it safe and retire in a really good position, or he could risk it all and retire in the number one spot. This has only happened eleven other times in the thirty years of The Game. George Knight was an

The ocean winds blows no longer violent or strong now light and simple. My mind is still stuck on Y/n I keep telling myself she is alive and fine but my robotic mind tells me she has no chance to survive. My heart and mind are in a constant battle against each other. I try to put my mind else where so I can stopping felling the pain. I look down and see the hole is making the bounty fill with water all because of those star teeth. " I know you are worried Zane but we have to keep are minds on focus on the mission at hand." I look behind and see Sensie Wu. " I know but..." " I know I too feel that is was my fault to not help with the scene." " I just don't know some part of me tells me she is dead but the other half tells

“I’m gonna go after Sarah!” Luke screamed over the noise and without second thought, he took off running. My eyes went wide as he was immediately lost in the crowd of walkers.

Kendrick asked me to have dinner with him tonight at his cottage. He said he was preparing something special for dinner. This would be our last time together before he went back to the oil rig for another twenty-eight day shift. As I thought of all that time we would be apart, I wanted to make tonight extraordinary, and something he would remember while he was out on the rig. I also hoped that it would make it easier for me to be without him for the next month. I still hadn’t had the courage to voice how I felt about him. I needed to figure out my feeling toward Kendrick. I started to believe I might be able to trust this male. Kendrick had risked his life to save me from the Finman. I couldn’t think about getting hurt again: it would crush me to have Kendrick deceived me. I

Friedrich Nietzsche once said that “In every real man a child is hidden that wants to play.” Well even if he was wrong when it comes to everyone else, he certainly hit the nail on the head with Zack Mikat, a young man whose face is rarely without a smile when among his friends. I first met him about four years ago, when we were both members of a homeschool co-op in Thomasville, North Carolina. We were not very close of friends back in those days, although we did have a few mutual friends and therefore sometimes hung out around each other. The next year he didn’t come back to the co-op, but he came back the year after that, although we still did not know each other well enough to call ourselves friends. However the following year I joined

"Wait... wolves? Like... Lycanthrope? Wynonna-" Waverly went to the window, full of energy- nervous and otherwise.

As I fly back home from Alaska, I think of all my all my adventures I’ve had so far. I feel amazing that I finally finish and will be returning to my dogs, my home, and most importantly, my sweet wife. I missed her so much over the past two weeks, I can't wait to see her again.

When I was in the fourth grade I could not go anywhere in my classroom and beyond without seeing it. The green book.So now curiosity peaked at the sheer number of students who constantly grasped it in their hands I decided to find out its name, and after stealthy glances at my peers I discovered it was called Diary of a Whimpy kid: the last straw. Now with the information I soon asked my parents for the book and eventually I myself was the owner of the green book. Now with the chance to discover what had enraptured the attention of so many of my peers I eagerly consumed the book and found myself craving more of the story. I soon attained the remaining books and devoured them in a quite greedy manner. But once I ran out of my hunger began to

"I found her lost in the woods surrounding my house, it was getting late, so I offered her a place to stay" Zach replies, a low tone to his voice.

Ok so the king told me I should write a diary I don't want to but i will do anything the king wants because he loves me more than I can imagine. So I guess that if someone reads this they want to know who I am so Im fate im 13 and I was asked my this king who like rules the whole world and I have followed him since I was born. Anyways back to about me i have dirty blonde hair and hazel brown eyes and i'm about average weight height. Ok so enough about me so the king asked me if i could spread the work to the world about his love and how great he is I don't really know if i'm going to do it it's a lot but I will have to think about it. I'm really excited because i have a retreat with all of my friends to serve the king it's gonna be so awesome