This is a story I wrote in Language arts about Social Justice. I thought that it would fall under the subject of Trump trying to repeal the Asylum Law.
His feet smacked across the pavement, staining his white pants with mud from tomorrow's rain. He wished he had a breath to catch, but it seemed everything that had made him human had slipped through his fingers.
There is good in everybody. Boost. Don’t knock. Everyone is good at something different. Don’t bring someone down if they aren’t as good at something that you are.
I trudged into my gloomy basement on Halloween night, and I saw furniture floating around the basement. Then I ran to get my parents, and they came sprinting down the stairs.
The glowing moon fades through my window as I try to sleep. Tossing and turning, I watch for creepy crawlies ready to pounce or bite, ghosts in the walls playing tricks and scaring kids.
The phrase is not now, when means if you are going to do something and you can do it, why wouldn’t you? Many people who want to do things in the future don’t always do it.
(just a warning, this is a little intense, it isn't like, oh the kid walked into the creepy forest and then walked out again cause it was creepy. it's defiantly a little bloody, so for those of you with low terror tolerance, be aware.