Elbow Room

haunting waiting room, not knowing what to expect. The clean white walls, the smell of the sterilized tools, and the coughing, crying patients all around made me realize, this day could possibly win as the worst day ever. The doctor ever so calmly says “This way ladies”. In my head, I’m thinking how can someone possibly be so calm in a situation, which a person is dying. My sister is bawling next to me obviously jumping to the worst conclusion. My sister and I walk into this room to find nobody but

JBoxing Day The aftermath of Christmas day still littered the dining room floor. A sea of red, green and Disney princess wrapping paper. The stockings were still hung along the stair case, they didn’t fit on the fireplace. Each one hung empty, though the excitements of the previous day still lingered. I sluggishly picked myself out of my bed and walked toward my little sisters room. I could hear their small voices calling for me to help them out of their cribs. I lifted each twin out

Lying in the hospital bed, scratchy sheets gathered at my torso and a needle that could be hooked up to an IV was stuck into the bend of my elbow. I was looking out the door to the hall, watching the other kids in the pediatric ward that were not bedbound dress up in colorful costumes and hold a various assortment of items, most of them carrying small baskets or pillowcases as they went to the various nurse’s stations, calling out the ever cheerful “Trick or treat!” Before moving down the hall. I

A girl runs from room to room in a deserted house. She’s looking for somewhere to hide, but all the rooms are empty. Her hands open and close, grasping at the air as she careers from wall to wall and stumbles through doors. She runs down narrow stairs into the basement, the rasp of her breath rising above the low drone of the sound track. A fluorescent bulb hums and splutters, and throws shadows onto a crumbling brick wall and the stained concrete floor. The flickering light is making me nauseous

interfered in the first place.” Again he nods before dismissing the trial and standing. The rest of the room follows. Rile’s friends leaving him, dead on the floor. I stare at my reflection in his blood, the girl from Scelestus stares back at me. I quickly step back and shake myself. No one can see that girl. That girl will be gunned down. I’m free to go. Where? I know where. Across the room to plunge my wood knife into his chest. I can’t. Too many people. Miss Black’s heels click towards me

around the room, seeing if there was anything special about it. There wasn't much, but it was enough. The bottom trim was lined with cheap gold. The bathroom door was covered in hand-painted lilies. I walked over and admired the intricate designs. I opened the door and walked in. It was just a bathroom. Shower, toilet, sink. It was all there. Simple. Their entire house was. My house was a mess of old paintings and stains on the wall, reminding me of my childhood. On the back of my old room door was

car and may you dictate the license plate?” “It is a grey Volvo S60 Cross Country. License plate ABC 2345,” “Again, what is the cause of this injury?” “I was getting into my car when I turned around to talk to Emauni and fortuitously hit her with my elbow around the middle of her front neck. She fell to the ground and I checked to see if she had a pulse and, luckily, she was still alive,” at that moment, the emergency truck appeared around the corner with bright flashing lights and a deafening siren

The cold early morning December breeze nipped the tip of my nose fiercely, as I stepped out of my tiny 2003 black jeep wrangler. I swiftly made my way to the top of the steps leading up to the entrance of New York University. Despite the frigidness of the weather my palms were still sweaty and sticky due to the nervousness that starting college in the middle of the school year was bringing me. As I reached the doors to the main front office I breathed in heavily through my nose, and gently out through

“You have shadowhunters! Why did you take his?!” Magnus continued, gripping the cell bars in anger “Sadly the circle rune taints the blood of the shadowhunters who join me, Alec however does not have that rune” Valentine smirked turning to leave the room, not without flashing Magnus an evil look. The moment he left Magnus fell to his knees and looked over at Alec, his skin was as white as Simon’s and all of his runes where a light grey colour “Alexander? Alexander can you hear me?” Magnus questioned

If you love vintage decor, the bedroom is a great place to begin decorating, especially if some of your items have sentimental value. The top of a dresser or chest can be used as a display place for items with personal meaning, and the rest of the room can be decorated with color and style in mind. From fancy floral tissue holders to framed tabletop photos, the space can ooze with old-fashioned charm. Use these ideas for decorating a bedroom with vintage decor, and turn back the hands of time while