Terry Kinney

Fighting for Love It was a cold monday night when two families decided that they didn’t want to take care of there kids so they drove to this little town on the other side of the bridge and just left them alone wandering in the woods. The boy’s name was Justin and he was only six years old they had told him that they would be back but they lied and just took off. Jasmin was only five years old and they told her that they were going to play hide and seek but they also lied to her. Justin started to

This was the first time I went to view a theatrical play to actually analyze its elements instead of simply only paying attention to the story lines and the actors. In order to maintain this task, I wanted to see a play that was short and catches my interests to be able to remember it more efficiently. I wasn’t sure where to even look for reasonably priced plays, what came to mind was Broadway and Google. Then I was informed that BMCC was having the theatrical production of “DNA” by Dennis Kelly

The other day I was making a gratitude list. I do this periodically after I’m reminded by someone to make it a daily practice. I can attest that as it makes me more aware of what people, birthright and luck brings to one’s life. My gratitude list includes living, breathing things, like my dogs and my friends, and now for the last decade, includes my father and our annual visit to our summer cabin in Northern Minnesota. My father just pushed past ninety-three in March of this year. I am very

One of those summer nights with your friends when you just want to go out and have the time of your life , yea this was the night. I started off the day with excitement knowing it was the last day of junior year of highschool and how great this summer was going to be but the mood was just off it didnt seem like the last day of school.I got home from school and was just so relived i had no more work to worry about and i can just enjoy my days relaxing and hanging out with my friends. For weeks now

Really it depends on belief and religion. For example, if you're a Christian, then the belief is that the prickly leaves represent the crown of thorns Jesus wore when he was crucified. The berries represent the blood that he shed, because of the crown of thorns. I know that's the right one but since I like to make up my own stuff that's not how it goes in this story. Once there was a girl and a boy. The boy's name so Chucky. The girl’s name I'd Carrie. They were extremely good friends. More

It was a dark, stormy, night. Josie and her Dad, Tod were working on the Halloween decorations outside, they were wonderful. With dark, spooky goblins and statues that moved when you walked past them, they also had cobwebs, which hanged with spiders and flashing lights. One other thing they had was fog that flew up into the air and filled around the house, giving it a spooky glow. Tod had gone inside to get a drink, when Josie heard a very low growl. She wanted to go check it out, but thought

The Joey sat on the tile right by the warmth of the fire. He actually had a much longer history with Genie, so he had been invited to the gathering and as it seemed he must have been on the guest list expecting to arrive late. He had a subtlety macabre upbeat demeanor, with a sharp whit that snapped stronger than the crackle from the fireplace. He demonstrated his problem-solving skills as he offered ideas and suggestions about the tire on the car while committing himself to helping them once again

"Princess, you're a mess, you know that?" I glanced down at the scruffy Chihuahua mix happily chewing on a discarded stick, her tail furiously wagging back and forth. When she heard her name, she quickly lifted her brown head and looked up at me before returning to her previous task. I smiled and snatched the stick from the ground, slowly backing away from her. Princess quickly stood up and let out a defiant bark, which earned a laugh for me. She playfully lunged at the stick multiple times until

Although Tanis Lightbody could hear the sounds of New York City softly wafting over the low wall to where he sat just inside Central Park's North Woods, it was the silence from within the park that echoed in his ears, that resonated with the silence within him that he cultivated as he watched the sun set beyond the woods, beyond the glass, steel, and concrete mountains that surrounded the park. Tanis knew that to the east a pale full moon was rising and would soon bathe he and the park in its silver

A memorable Journey The time I went to Yosemite it was amazing an amazing experience. It was peaceful and all you heard in the morning the birds chirping it's like in those Disney movies you hear birds and it's so peaceful. In the morning I'd wake up brush my teeth get ready to eat breakfast and see what my Uncle had planned for us for the day. My favorite part about this trip I got away from my house and took a break from everything my phone,my homework just mostly the important stuff. I had a