Poor Old Lu

come to terms with what had just happened.”, Sam --. “I decided to get out of the car to assess the damage I had just done.” “Panic consumed me as I walked over to a limp dog, covered in blood.” Sam said solemnly, “I felt rushed to get myself and this poor dog off of the road. I grabbed the dog and carried him over to my car, just as I reached the door I slipped and both the dog and I hit the pavement.”, Sam had started to become lost in his own story and continued without hesitation. “I gathered myself

One day after baseball practice me and a couple of friends were messing around, messing around as in: throwing balls around, swinging our bats, throwing are gloves at each other and what not. Just doing things teenagers would do. And then one of my friends from the team was walking over, minding his own business and trying to get through all of us and to his truck, then out of nowhere a bat someone swung came in from out of nowhere and then BAM! It hit my friend right in the mouth! After he got

Bailey. “But if she’s not in the pediatric wing, I can’t spend the night with her,” I say mostly to myself sadly. “Nope. Not according to what they tell me,” the aide says. At Bailey’s room there are a lot of old people visiting Bailey’s roommate. “Coming through,” The aide says knocking over an old guy’s cane. “Oh look Aunt Mabel’s got a roommate. Isn’t that nice,” a woman says. They all look confused so I say, “She fainted, she’s just in for a few tests.” I tell them. Then Bailey says, “Mom!” Then one

A music box like sound twinkled with a bright tune throughout the hospital. Its tune was heard from the quiet and calm patient rooms, through the long white hallways, and to the comfortable hospital lobby where I stood waiting. I wonder what that sound was? Well, who cares? I’ve got other things to worry about. It was my first day of volunteering at the Fountain Valley Regional Hospital. The first tasks I was assigned were to greet, to help, and to escort visitors to their destination. My shaky hands

The last few days of summer are always unforgettable. As the school year draws near I find myself cherishing every moment of summer fun. Everyone is staying up late and sleeping all day, except for me. On this particular August morning, I was struggling to get up for my team’s daily soccer practice. Once dressed I was actually feeling pretty excited about the day. The twenty-minute car ride flew by and Mom dropped Anna and I off at the soccer field. I stepped out of the car and the smoldering

Everyday we put our trust into almost everything around us. Whether it be family members, friends, teachers, or even something as simple as a seatbelt- we trust it. The idea of having trust issues seems to be a common occurrence nowadays. Everything is built on trust. When a person lacks the ability or desire to trust, daily life can even become a challenging task to accomplish. Having complete trust in something is easier said than done, especially when it comes to something you can 't see. Trusting

Your name is Dawn Strider, and it’s your first day of school. Your brother went out and got you a brand new dress--no more icky old shirts of his tied around the waist with a cord or one of his old belts to keep it hiked up so you don’t trip and fall. Of course, you’d much rather wear pants, but your brother says you’ve got to look like what you are--that being his perfect little princess. He hasn’t even made you do training for almost a week so that your wounds have time to heal. (You’ve still got

The white hallways are endless. My feet clash against the cold tile floor as I run towards the receptionist desk of Oahu General. The woman in teal green scrubs that is manning the desk looks taken aback by my sudden presence. “Leilani Kiddman. I got a call she was here, where is she?” My voice cracks as I frantically question the puzzled nurse. “Kiddman… she is getting looked at by the doctor right now but from what I understand, it’s nothing incredibly major. Are you a family member?” “I’m her

“Jayden is in coma. What could possibly happen next?’’ Jordan asked fearfully Gerald replied “ Whatever happens, happens’’. While sitting in the waiting room, Jordan gets a call from Karen’s parents. Jordan was crying throughout the whole phone call. Then shortly after, Jayden’s skin turned very pale and slowly his breath shortened, until he couldn’t breath anymore and he died a slow, painful death. It all started one day when 4 college students Jordan, Jayden, Karen, and Gerald, decided to take

Let me tell you about a day that I had! It was one of those emotional roller coaster-type deals. By the end of the day, I was drained physically and emotionally. I didn 't know if I was coming or going, I was a total wreck. Some things I 'm used to happenin’ but when foolishness gets involved; well, that 's when the shit hits the fan. What I hate the most is when someone throws something back in your face, after choosing not to listen. But what puts the icing on the cake is hearing those four