Elbow Room

“Welcome all!” The loud speakers surrounding the room blurted, startling me. Seats were quickly being filled alongside the room by hundreds in attendance for Macbeth’s coronation. James, my husband, suggested we arrive early to guarantee our seating. Bright, red drapes patterned with gold rested along each wall, immediately catching my attention. A massive diamond chandelier hung above. “Ellyn, they’re starting,” my husband whispered while tapping my shoulder. The tall, wooden doors with iron ornaments

along, eating the carrots I left out for them. I dragged my body down the long hallway to my mother and father's room. I complain, “This house doesn't have enough space!” My parents look at each other with a depressed look and sigh, “ We need to find a new house.” The next morning it was a Saturday, I got dressed in so comfortable clothes and headed towards the living room. I sat on the light brown colored couch. The couch had different patterns, including the pillows. I picked up the

Summer Eddins My room Between touching the walls my dad painted, putting my hand on the trim or not having my room clean it’s always an issue in my house. My dad built our house so everything was done to his liking. And by everything, I mean everything. It’s either the color of paint he decided on or the shape of the crown molding in the bathroom. It all was decided by him. My dad built our house before I was born, every room upstairs had carpet in it, then I came along. I was allergic to carpet

I Still remember that day so well, the day when my perfect life ended, The day it was hard to breath. A couple of days ago, I was 15 and had that thought that I had the world figured out, Was most likely to be valedictorian, was the star quarterback on my school's football team, and of course had the most loving parents I could ever wish for. But that day It was a cooler day in late March. The wind was blowing softly, and the air felt dense in that airport. Lukas, my brother, was on his phone; while

When I used to live in Trinidad, I can remember when I was six years old in elementary school. My teacher, Ms. Brown, told the class, “We are going on a fieldtrip." The class was filled with exhilaration we cheered aloud. I, on the other hand knows what that mean a beginning of my very first treasure hunt. Ms. Brown passed out our consent forms to take home to our parents to sign. I couldn't wait to get home to give my mother the form. After school, my school van picked me up, and I anxiously

Ava stepped out on the porch, waiting for her. As Dahlila straightened out the inside of her car, the other girl came to the porch, giving Ava an odd look as she bent to pick something up. “Sorry. I’m just getting my backpack. I was out collecting flowers for a project and the woods here has an abundance of them.” Ava turned to her with a straight brow, wondering why the hell she was apologizing, and this returned her an uncomfortable look. She turned to look back at Dahlila, to avoid from worrying

white shirt on and navy pants. The woman looked up and yelled , “What’s your name, what category are you in?” My dad said, “Her name is Lily Huston and she is in the dance category.” We drove through the large white gateway and went to the dance dorm room location. There were large beautiful bushes and bright blue hydrangeas. They parked in the driveway and my dad said softly and a little bit teary eyed, “I will miss you over the summer. I hope you have a good time and be safe. Don’t fall, don’t get

explain the feeling. My mom had it pretty rough and was going down hill. Then one day My dad decided to to get a dog I was sceptical initially but I agreed to it. I was lying on the couch a few days after it had happened, my dad came into the living room to talk to me. He told me that he thinks we should get a puppy so that my mom has something to do all day while he is at work and we are at school. I was hesitant to answer him right away. The first thoughts that went through my head were mostly things

bathroom, and living room. And on the outside of the house in Jonesboro, it is really busy and lots of traffic but most of the traffic is at five o'clock rush hour. It is a really busy town and a big town. But It has always just been us and that is just the way we have always lived. I had my own room, my sister Breanna and Autumn shared a room because my sister Autumn decides she was going to be moving out soon, and my parents shared a room. And my baby sister put her stuff in there room to but my baby

silent patio's whiteness -friezes, columns, and marble statues- gave the autumnal impression of an enchanted palace. Inside, the glacial brilliance of stucco and the totally bare walls reenforced the feeling of unpleasant cold. On crossing from one room to the next, the echo of footsteps reverberated all through the house, as if long years of neglect had sensitized their resonance. Alicia spent her entire autumn in this strange love-nest. But she had determined to cast a veil over her dreams of