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The year was 2081, August XX. A few weeks after school begun and I was the new student. I could hear people talking through the classroom walls even if the door was closed. The only reason why I was transferred here was that the government said I had a “special ability” as known as being able to use magic. People like us are sent to these special schools, in order not to go out of control and harm other people. The teacher called me to walk in front of the class and introduced myself. I am Hajime

Cathy Trask’s behavior in John Steinbeck’s East of Eden defines the monstrous ability capable of existing in the human soul. Steinbeck puts it best when he said: “And just as there are physical monsters, can there not be mental or psychic monsters born?”(72) From childhood, Cathy used her monstrous ability to get what she wanted and escape the unwanted. Even into adulthood, she used her inhuman ability to hurt the ones she loved, and the ones who loved her. Many see her true evil nature without even

Zoe had gotten up and returned with her nail polish collection that she thoughtfully laid out on the table. She sat in the chair once everything was in place just the way she liked it. “Anybody wonders if it was Reno?” “Are you kidding me? You know Savannah was crazy about Reno, he wouldn’t’ve hurt her.” Leah watched as Zoe picked up different shades of polish before choosing the copper metallic color. “Yeah, but was he crazy about her? I don’t like that one for you,” Jasmine said to Zoe. “Try this

One of the most unsatisfying things one can endure in life is not accomplishing their goals. People in this generation don’t work for what they want. They tend to become comfortable with where they are at in life and don’t want to give the effort or risk losing what they have to make their dreams come true. On the other hand, there are those who will do whatever it takes to accomplish their life goals. One of the most satisfying things in life is accomplishing a goal well worked for, but it’s not

smoking pistol, aiming it at her. She held up her hands. He walked towards her and pressed the barrel into her forehead. She began to cry. This was it, she thought. “Not yet,” Blue said. What seemed like an eternity passed before he pulled the pistol away. She bent down, sobbing. He grabbed her by the hair and stood her up, forcing her into the truck. The door slammed shut behind her like a coffin lid. Lying in the dirt, catatonic, she watched the sky lighten. The two men worked laboriously, digging

Jungkook had been on the photoshoot for only four hours, but he swore it felt a lot longer than that. He had a long, tiring day head of him. He had 2 more schedules after this one and he couldn’t wait until the day ends. “Jungkook, the skin care company called again. They’re revising their offer again, so I’m hoping for a better response from you this time,” his manager informed him as they were preparing to go to his next schedule. Jungkook just nodded in response, not really caring about work

Caroline opened her eyes and she was surrounded by a deep, cold, lonesome darkness. She glanced around, her eyes catching the light emanating in the distance. Caroline walked towards the ominous light to see a large grey stone castle before her. She walked through the open wood doors of the castle to see a giant mess hall, completely abandoned. The tapestries on the walls are a tattered mess, the wooden chairs and tables are broken and rotting, and to the right she could see an arched doorway. Caroline

Late one night the full moon spills its silver light upon to frozen streets illuminating the purple fog swirling up through the grates on the side of the street. Huge masses of the fog push its way up through the manholes in the streets. Slowly at first and then faster and faster the fog covers every inch of the ground. Working its way up toward the sky above houses and power lines drowning out the silver light of the moon. Shane wakes with a start when he hears Molly scratching at his

It’s 2:46 in the morning. Gracie, a 16-year-old girl with long light brown hair with natural blonde highlights and bright blue eyes, now dull, was walking home from a friend’s party. It was a cold night in Buffalo, New York and Gracie is now holding her fur jacket to her body for the warmth it gives. She had been drinking with a couple friends just a half hour before. “Oh, I feel so sick,” she groaned. Though her head and stomach hurt, she still walked on through the empty streets of New York wrapping

Zan heard a scream in the beginning before the sun rise from the east towards where Sata had ran from there to get to him. From which he knew she was acquiring food from in the region as she had told him this. The veil of night was beginning to part, The sound he was able to recognize as her voice. He raced towards the voice that had come from there, he wondered where she was. Tearing through the woods in search of the answer. The brush that was there, did not impede him as he tore through it. The