Stand-In

my last visit, I couldn’t seem to recognize any of the merchants I had come across in the past. Also, seeing that I lacked a definitive preference to what I wanted, I was aimlessly slipping between the cracks of human bodies hoping to come across a stand of necessities that wasn’t engulfed in human flesh. I found it astounding how congested Main Street was and how so many people were able to move about each other so efficiently, similar to cogs within a clock aside from me, being the loose rattling

scribbled something down onto her clear plastic clipboard with a blue ballpoint pen and pointed her index finger to a seaweed green door. “The second door from the left is where you will be testing,” she explained. “The sheet music and scales are on the stand as well. Make sure to press the record button once to start and again to finish recording.” I nodded to her instructions while I stared at the ground and teetered from one foot to the other. “Don’t be nervous, remember, this test is only part of

In summer of 2015, about the end of June, me and my friend Austen decided to go on a little walk while our parents were talking to people. It was a hot summer day in Goddard, Kansas. We were not very sure where we were going or how long we would be gone, but we still decided to go anyway. We were just going to walk down the street talk about random things. So we grabbed what we wanted to take with us, including our phones, wallets and my test kit since I'm a type 1 diabetic. We also grabbed two

Fifteen minutes. That’s the time I spend in each lifeguard stand before rotating to the next. I ascend the white, grooved ladder rungs of the stand. One, two, three, turn around, sit down. I slip off my shoes, exposing the embarrassingly obvious tan lines on my feet. With the rescue tube strap tossed over my head and arm, and the red foam tube resting across the armrests of the chair, I bring the plastic whistle to my mouth. A shrill, rolling sound is released: a signal to the eager children, stationed

field were its white antlers, and a particularly thick bundle of honeysuckle became its body. Just to be safe I slowly leaned forward in my metal folding chair. I grasped the underside of my rifle with my left hand and let it rest on the edge of my stand. The farm sat squarely in Audrain County. A little spit of untamed land. A tan square dotted with gray forest. To the west, there were farms and ranchland. To the east a ways was a corporate feed lot. Hereford and Angus cattle would be shipped in

                            The main theme of Inherit the Wind by Jerome Lawrence and Robert E. Lee is taking a stand. The play begins in Hillsboro, Tennessee when a man named Bertram Cates breaks the law by teaching the forbidden Darwin’s Theory. The most famous orators of the time, Matthew Harrison Brady and Henry Drummond came to this small religious town of Hillsboro

Park Elementary School” sign had graffiti and missed a couple letters from the name. The court was terribly small, but we began by playing the superb team of Jam on It. We were blown out and I headed back up to my mom and dad in the parent filled stands. The game wasn’t even fun to play and we looked like third graders playing them. I looked up to my parents as sad as could be. “Nico stop!” My mother insisted. “Mom I played terrible and we lost! How am I supposed to be happy?!” I snapped. “Get

My dad spoke to me the morning of November 2nd “Get up. Get up. GET UP! Get out of bed if you wanna go hunt”. I checked to see the time and the clock read 4:30am. I laid in my coffin sized bunk for a minute or two, gradually climbing out by flinging one leg over the edge and then the other, and sliding off the top as slow as a sloth. I stood up and shuffled over to the table where I plopped down across from my dad. As my uncle Kirk made breakfast and coffee I asked my dad “Are you having a good

As I trot the familiar path from the locker-room to the stadium, the air begins to thicken and crackle with static. The sound of cleats scuffing along on the pavement of the track onto the turf, with a faint cheering off in the distance is not easily recognizable inside the helmet. My heart crescendos its beats per second as I get a glimpse of the visiting team. They form a blurry huddle on the other side of the stadium, joined by their fandom that looks hazy like a demonsterous figure from my

One of the main reasons why I got interested in this event was that the fire took place during a soccer game. Soccer is by far my favorite sport to play and to watch. So when I heard about this tragedy, it got my attention because I have always been a big soccer fan. It’s hard to understand that fans came to watch an exciting soccer game, but then 56 people ended up dead. This is why I was intrigued by this event and how this could possibly have happened. Valley Parade stadium in Bradford City,