Tears, Idle Tears

Marcie, came running out of the room to see what had happened. She started to take off my left skate, but she did it with caution, in case there was a serious injury like a break or something. From the moment she took off my skate, I lost it. The tears began to slide down my cheeks. I don’t quite know why I cried at that moment because the pain wasn’t that bad. After miss Marcie was done checking for any swelling or discoloration,

After a fatal car accident involving my brother as the driver I spent the summer riding with my family to the hospital located in Chapel Hill, North Carolina. I volunteered to spend a week with him. I pushed his wheelchair to his new favorite spot: Starbucks. Imagine The Rock sitting in a wheelchair with a blue hospital gown and slippers in line ordering some sort of insane chocolate concoction with whipcream. I teased him. “Guess I’ll have to tell all your friends you only drink super duper

Unique is a funny, kind hearted, loving, and social person. He made friends very easy because he always kept them laughing. We've been friends for some years now, and he always make sure that I'm okay. One Sunday afternoon, he decided to hang out with two male friends, whom he met through his girlfriend. The three of them decided to go to the park and chill. No one suspected the crazy events that followed. Monday morning when I woke up for school, something seemed off, but I couldn’t figure out what

Stumbling into the house, knocking over an antique lamp and broke it, before falling onto the sofa sobbing. Screaming, “Mother, Mother, who could do this to you? How am I going to live without you?” Unable to shed any more tears, wiping her eyes Marlene called her husband. When he answered the phone, dropping the phone on the floor, Marlene said, “Jerry, someone murdered Mother, she’s dead. Who would kill her?” Trying in vain to hear what she was saying, Jerry finally gave up, and said, “I’ll be

“Who am I?” is the question that we all ask ourselves. Are we brave? Are we happy? Are we risk takers? There are so many questions we ask and so many factors that determine who we are. It’s our personality and beliefs that make us who we are. Events that happen in our lives changes who we are whether we realize it or not. It could be a birthday or graduating high school but in my case, what changed me and made me who I am as a person is the day my aunt had passed away. Cancer is such a big deal

The sobs are what awoke me that day. I was in my bedroom in Saint Simons Island, Georgia. She was crying and saying something to me, but through the sobs, it was incomprehensible. Eventually she composed herself enough that I could understand, even through the still rapid sobs. “Get up. We, we’re, we’re leaving,” she stuttered through her sobs. “Where,” I questioned cautiously. “I, I don’t really know,” she barely managed to sob out, “somewhere far away, though.” She then slowly closed the door

Emerald sobbed as she dashed through the woods, tears streaking down her face in salty waterfalls. Dragging the hilt of her hand along her face, she slowed. Emerald ignored the throbbing pain in her feet from sprinting along the brush barefoot. She continued on through the forest soon reaching a road where on the other side was a drop, and about 70 feet down, was a small river, where she hoped her life would end, where all her pain would stop and become a distant thing of her past. As Emerald made

“ Hey, McKenna do you want to see my toy that I just created?” I replied with a yes of course I would. My grandpa showed me the toy that he created with his hands. One time I thought he was watching T.V. and was laughing at that, but I was wrong. He was putting candy corn in his teeth acting like he was a vampire. I went running down the stairs to find out what was the matter, and that is what I found him doing. I laughed so hard that I don’t think I have laughed that hard in a long time. My grandpa

Try conceptualizing a world with perpetual rain. This is the world that Bradbury creates in his short story, “All Summer In a Day. A group of scientists and their children live on Venus, a planet that only sees the sun for an hour every seven years. The kids that immigrated here are only 9 years old. They do not remember the sun, as they have only seen the sun once, 7 years ago. But, there is a girl named Margot. Unlike the other kids, she was born on earth and moved to Venus 5 years ago. She has

house after Thanksgiving break, once again my mother scolded me after I cried again. She said that I had to man up and that if I didn’t we wouldn’t come back on these trips. That really had an impact on me, and the next time we left, I held back my tears. I didn’t cry, but I was sad. The way I could do this way by balling my hands up into fists, while at the same time thinking repeatedly about how it would be alright. This ended up working for me under most occasions, however this eventually led me