Help Yourself

I’m running. I can’t scream, my lungs are burning and something is chasing me. I see a light at the end of the dark and gloomy hallway but it keeps getting farther no matter how fast I run. The thing behind me is getting closer, I can smell its rotten breath. All of the sudden I feel the sharp pain of broken glass burying in my feet. I fall onto the glass covered floor and finally a scream escapes my throat. I woke up in a cold sweat, screaming and struggling to move my restrained arms. The night

stretched her arms wide, and said to Macey, “You should have seen the fish I caught. It was at least 50 feet long!” She continued by saying, “My dad couldn’t even reel it into the boat. We had to drag it behind us back to shore and then get three men to help us get it out.” Macey was a little bit skeptical. She asked Maura, “Are you sure it was THAT big? That sounds a little bit unbelievable.” Maura told her, “Oh yes. It was huge. Once we got it onto shore, we weren’t even sure what to do with a fish

Thump. Thump. Thump. The sound of inconsistent thumps downstairs had woken him. He had threw off his covers and slowly walked towards the bedroom door, the thumps getting louder and louder as he approached the door. “Mom? Dad? What are you guys doing?” He calls, as he gets to the top of the stairs. HIs feet made the old wooden staircase creak, that his great grandfather had built when he built the house years ago. Creaking sounds following him as he descended down the stairs. Thump. Thump. A smash

would bully me, her own sister. I was full of hope because I knew that the end was in sight and even though the reason was horrible, I now knew why she did what she did. You should always ask for the truth no matter how hurtful it may be because it can help you on your road to

I could not imagine myself socializing with these people. I was hoping they did not think I am one of them. As the meeting is about to begin this tall guy was about to read out of this book. He began to say the purpose of the meeting is… that is when I spaced out. I was so lost in my thoughts all I can remember him saying,“ purpose of recovery from the disease of addiction.” I still could not believe that I was sitting in a room filled with strangers. He stated the third tradition, “ the only requirement

Daniel Smith is a 15-year-old student from New York that is entering the foreign exchange program. He has brown hair, brown eyes, and he normally wears a blue plaid shirt and blue jeans and he likes dogs. Right now he lives with his parents and Twin brother James in a house in the suburbs; about 2 hours from the city airport. His brother, James Smith is his identical twin brother, they wear different clothes so people can tell them apart. “Wait a minute you’re going in the foreign exchange

Being a teenage girl who has mood swings and who also thinks if her hair doesn’t look good she can’t go out, or all the drama that comes along with life is crazy. And for someone to be brave enough to help me throughout the way was Chris Kelley. Chris ended up being my youth minister at my church from my freshman to my junior year and he has helped me a lot, he is one of the funniest people I know, he always knows what to say in any situation, and he’s always there for you no matter where you are

question in my answer. I sometimes am afraid to ask the teacher because I don't understand common subjects, so I might have to come in for help. I like to learn and take breaks occasionally, otherwise later on I lose all focus. My main problem is forgetting to write down work. I like to listen to music to help me feel inspired. Chewing gum helps me think when I need help with an

I’ve always wanted to help people. As I grew older my desire to help others lead me in a lucid career path. I wanted to become a doctor. I knew I wanted to become a doctor, but I wasn’t aware of how such of a complex career it would be. I realized that it would take years of education, training and experience. Nevertheless, this was something I was determined to do and complete successfully. So I worked hard in school. Occasionally I got a bit side tracked, but with the help of my grandparents I

Into the Wild is like a book that I have never read. It is one that challenges social norms and possesses an unconventional style of writing that I have never come upon, until now. This book about a wild boy running away from society to find himself has the most tragic and unique ways of doing things, most of which I would not agree with. (Transition) The Relationships he had before his search for self-meaning were relationships that he did not respect nor honor, while he is ditching all of his relationships