James Tiptree

Pandemic Death So It started when I was young about nine years of age and it was early in the year 1350. It started a little like this, there was a knock on the door and I got up to go see who it was. When I opened the door there was a man on his horse. The man asked my parents were home, they were, so I said I could go and get them. Once I had gotten my parents the man asked if they are willing to go on a trip through the sea to Kwillining, London. They said

The cool autumn trees blew into the wind and my feet took me slowly to place i didn't want to be. My mothers house. When i walked into the creaking wooden door, a blast of cat urine hit me in the face but the thing was, we didn't own any cats. I knew what she was doing so i ran up the stairs. I shut my door and threw my bag onto the bed. I grabbed my phone and started blasting the 1975 through the speakers. My only comfort now was music, and of course writing and photos. My mother screamed my name

The light shined through the thin hotel blinds to wake up the newly wedded couple on their romantic honeymoon. The beautiful tropical sky was cloudless with a never ending blue skyline. The turquoise water went on for miles in the horizon. As Mike open the blinds the glistening sun had blinded him. His beautiful wife laying in their king size been with the covers covering her scandalous body. Her blue eyes slowly opened as she gazed at Mike. The glimmer in her eyes made it clear that he was her true

I told you James, don't go down there! James, your uncle said don't explore basement! Brother, he told you not to go! Cousin, you are a fool. Oh boy, I was a fool... The corspe on the table was cold and hard. Its face was pale, the nose and earlobes bloody, the eyes flat and milk white all over. Pull the rope, James. It is for the best, son. Come join us James... Please, brother, we miss you... I miss you too... James felt something generate in his hand. It was a thick nylon string that was pulled

As I walked into freshman year I was by no means expecting to lose connection with myself on the way. I recall walking home after long days at school, absorbing my surroundings. Breathing in the sweet air as the calm breeze hit my face. Thinking to myself that this walk home was the only time I have anymore to just think and be myself. See I'm the type of person to go outside spending hours sitting, doing absolutely nothing. Just to assimilate the beauty of life. Time, space, me, my spirit, and my

Most of us don’t appreciate what we have and despise those who have what we can’t afford. Growing up, my parents rarely denied me new toys, but subconsciously, I knew I should not ask for unnecessary items. Up to this day, I don’t remember a time when I bought something without asking myself multiple times, “How much do I really need this?” This is because my family has never been in a financial position in which we could afford anything and everything we wanted. Just like Mark Twain said, “I am

“Audi Audi Audi!!!” my sister called for me so I took off running and looking to find her she came running from the door, “ a man a man” Ava said running in from school. I stopped her as she flew pasted me, “ whoa whoa whoa slow down and get back here what are you talking about?” she just looked at me and gave me this weird look and the slowly grabbed my arm and walked me to the door. As we got to the door Ava ran of another room and hid, “Ava sweetie come here there is no man at the door it's nothing

MorningDove’s home. Frank ManyHorses, who is rumored to be the father of her son, immediately knew that James was in the home. James immediately ran into the home to save James. By the time that Frank was able to reach him there was no way that they could have made it out alive, so Frank threw him out of the window while assuming that someone was there to catch him. I ran, galloping toward James and the burning building. I could not help but break free, let my wings spread and go diving in for the

foster mom Jillian. Jillian is an amazing person who took me in when I was a week old. I was dumped at an orphanage by who knows who at the same age. I was the hundredth kid she fostered and e first she kept. She was a foster mother until she met James, Jakob, and I. She has fostered over one hundred and fifty kids but we were the three that stood out. She stopped fostering because she didn't want to fall in love with any other kids like she did with the three of us. She has been my mom forever but

didn 't want to look at his room anymore, so he went to bed. His bed was the only clean thing in the motel room. When he went to bed he tried to get comfortable because the bed only had one pillow and one blanket. He had a nightmare.. the next day. James point of view: It was bright. The room was a pretty teal color. Jason saw his little sister eating on the dinner table. He saw his older brother drinking Coke