Stringer Bell

There was once a girl named Yukino ,she was a little baby around the age of 3-5 years old, she was always jumping around while laughing and screaming. Her eyes were as brown as the fresh wet soil. Her skin was a pale as the fluffy white clouds in the sky. Her eyes were a peculiar color ,they were a dark crimson shade. Now at 11 years old she is in 4th grade she jumps around the classroom while it is free time sitting next to somebody random and poking them until they say, “Stop jeez you're so annoying”

"Robyn, hurry up we're going to be late?" Leo, my boyfriend called from the bottom of the stairs. "I'm coming, I just need to grab my bag." I answer back rushing around my room looking for my phone. Looking around frantically, I can't find it. I look down and what do you know, it was in my hand the whole time. Way to go Robyn. I grab my bag and rush down the stairs nearly tripping on the last two. I see my mom and my boyfriend sitting at the kitchen table talking to one another. "Finally, we're

school slouched and looked at the ground the whole time until she reached her first class. She went to one of the desk in the back of the classroom and stayed to herself. Many students looked at her but no one put forth an effort to talk to her. The bell rung and class was about to start. The teacher walked into the room and so did another girl. The girl came all the way back to the desk Lilo was sitting at and told her to move. Lilo did not move she stayed seated and waited for the teacher to look

It was a rainy day At Martin High School. The lightning zapped and the thunder boomed. The first bell rang it was time for homeroom. HOMEROOM, the sound echoed in my head. I hated homeroom. The biggest, meanest, nastiest bully was there, Larry. I hated Larry. He was always after me! Stealing my lunch money and pounding me to a pulp. I made it to homeroom just fine avoiding Larry. Mrs. Ronald started speaking, “Homeroom today will be short, eight minutes to be exact. We have an assembly today during

Almost every commonplace scenario has a polite phrase that goes alongside it. When someone sneezes, a scattered symphony of “Bless you’s” follows soon afterward. When you receive a gift of kindness, you would respond, “Thank you.” When accepting another’s gratitude, you would say, “You’re welcome.” But what do you say when someone coughs? By normal people’s standards, the answer to that question is nothing at all. After somebody coughs, not a single word is uttered, leaving an empty silence

I made it to school just as the 7:23 bell was ringing. I sat in the counselors office for what seemed like hours even though I’m sure now that it had only been about 20 minutes before my brand new counselor, Ms. Cami, called me into her office so I could review my schedule and various other paper. So much information was being Thrown at me in so little time but I kept a gleaming smile on my face as she quickly told me what lunch I had, where my bus was going to be after school, where my locker was

During my planning period, 2nd pd., I went to make copies and I found keys left on the counter by the copy machine. I looked at the keys and noticed that there were many school keys attached to the lanyard, so I began to knock on classroom doors to asks if anyone lost keys. When I got to Mrs. Henderson’s class she told me they were not hers and when I walked over to knock on Mr. Wiberg’s door I tapped the door slightly (most know he does like for his class to be interrupted) and Mrs. Henderson

¨ I hadn't seen the door before. It wasn't there last night. Cautiously, I turned the handle..¨ That day I walked through the halls of the high school, heading to my locker I heard whispers. What was it now did someone put a note on my back again. But, as I looked up nobody was looking at me they were all caught up in their phones. I went up to my group of friends ¨What´s going on¨…..¨You haven't heard¨ they all said at once when Meg showed me her phone. I looked down to see a picture of one of my

All I remember is running through the halls trying to find the closest closet or classroom with Debra when suddenly I tripped over her foot and everything goes black. The school year was 2017 it was September 5th, school just started a few days ago. All of the students were in and everyone was working. “Hey guys I need help on number 10,” I said “7*8 is 56 right,” Em asked Tori “Then 56+7=63” “Thanks, Em,” I said “Ok guys” Mr.Miller yelled “We have about 30 seconds left, so finish page 10 by

“Will it be seven more years?” “Yes. Seven.” The children began to wail as the rain fell harder and in thick sheets. “Margot! We have to go free her!” “ What do you mean? Where is Margot? Where is she?” The teacher has now realized that Margot was nowhere to be found. The teacher gathered the kids together and brought them back to the classroom. On their way to down the tunnel the children realized that Margot is still pounding and throwing herself against the door. “Oh my!” The teacher shouted