Megan22

It was a late summer day when 9 year old Gabe stumbled across the off-putting bathtub. After Gabe “devoured” as his mom would say, half a watermelon, Gabe ran back into the eerie woods on the warm summer afternoon.

My legs were starving to get out of my bindings on the last chair up the mountain. We had a huge day, starting on the first chair at 9am and now it's 3:45, quarter till closing. 

With the possibility to relive any day of my life, how could I choose one?

His tousled hair and dripping clothes made him look like some middle-aged man who let his drinking problem go too far, which was absolutely true, but why would  he want someone to view him as that, true or not.

Today trouble seemed to seep through Jeramiah’s day like water through a sponge.

After a long day of school and procrastination, it's around 5 when I finally gain the energy to go practice my 360s on my snowboard.