My World

the most beautiful clear sky ever seen by human eyes. I lift my hand to move some hair from my face only to stop dead in my tracks. Attempting to jump around like a little schoolchild before realizing the controls are a little bit different from the real word. Only had I taken notice to this revelation five seconds before would I not have fallen on my butt. Shuddering in "pain,” I find myself becoming more excited than before once seeing my legs sprawled on the ground. "Ouch, huh, I guess I'm not worthy

beams of light flashing before my eyes. When suddenly out of nowhere swooped a mysterious shaped object falling out of the sky. I wonder; could it be? Is this proof aliens exist? Are they attacking earth, right now? If so, that means I have been right all along. My friends and family never believed in aliens, but I did. They would always pick on me and tell me to “get real,” but I never listened to them. The mysterious object that passed me brought me out of my thoughts. I got a closer look

Lindsay I wake up from my deep sleep, the loud sound of Cleveland awoke me. My mom cleaning and taking care of the house like always. I very silently tiptoe downstairs to ask my mom the same question I always do. Bet you can’t guess what it is? “Hey mom, since we now live in a new town, do you think gardening can be something I can do often?” Lindsay said softly. “Honey, I know since we lived in a bad part of Detroit it was hard for you to get outside safely, but I just don’t have the time to take

being robbed and ran towards the beach. He did not see the girl who was coming up behind with a wooden sword in her tiny hand. "Ahhhhhhh!!!" screamed the little girl who was charging at the boy with a wooden sword in her hand. "You shall not hurt my kingdom." the boy said and grabbed his own wooden sword; then the two started a duel. The little girl tripped and fell backwards and the little boy pointed his sword at her. "Do you surrender?" asked Killian. "Never..." said the girl. Killian dramatically

his name is junior they do not believe him. For example, when he first meets Penelope he introduces himself as Junior, then when his birth name is revealed he says this “She accused me of telling her my real name. Well, okay, it wasn't completely my real name ... "My name is Junior," I said. "And my name is Arnold. It's Junior and

never wanted life to be this way. Just like any other kid, he had dreamed of being an astronaut or a firefighter. But when his parents died in a car accident when he was 18, he became depressed and cold, inside and out. He isolated himself from the world and started making money through lies and deception. His name, Charly, means “the perfect one”, and yet, his life was far from perfect. Charly created a small shop with his parents’ money and titled himself as a fortune-teller. He deceived customers

mantled over the fireplace. Sitting in someone’s living room, warm and cozy, he looked at the shotgun in his hand. “What problems didn’t he cause?” As he brought the shotgun up to his head he was wondering: “what do I really want in life- what are my goals?” Brian then realized at that moment “ he was the cause of every problem he faced, he had fallen in a long game of samsara. After a moment of thinking to himself he finally realized that he was his own pupil he didn’t need no one to teach

peeked into my eyes as the black slowly faded away. A horrid smell stung my nose. I sat up and winced when a sudden, sharp pain shot up my left leg. I looked around. I was in what looked like an old hospital room surrounded by buzzing flies which had come to feed on the decaying bodies in the beds next to me. As I went to shoo a fly away, another strike of pain rushed through my leg. Panicking, I quickly took off my boot and rolled up my jeans to see jagged circular scars climbing up my leg. Wondering

was younger, I wasted most of my time playing sports, online arena type video games, and other competitive activities. Losing infuriated me, but not in the typical fashion most people would experience defeat. If I lose a competition that truly interests and excites me, I focus ahead and ensure that I can win in whatever means necessary. Cheating never interested me, the few times I did cheat it was always easy to get away with and didn't produce the same reaction in my brain that made me want to win

This war was suppose to change everything it was a big thing for a thirteen year old my dad keep saying that this is the best thing that ever happened to America. I really did not think that it would bother me or change my lifestyle. I figured that that we lived in New York that our economy was great but dad said it could be better. I know that before the war we was very poor and during the war we barely had any money mother and I was the also but know we can live comfortably and not have to worry