Oh no I'm in a jungle!! I crashed my dirt bike, it's up there on that cliff…. ( hey it’s time to wake up) (shaking head ) “That was just a dream…?” “Yeah, what was it?” asked my mom. “I had a scary dream!”
It is just an ordinary school day. I have a great deal of homework to get done, along with numerous projects due in a few days. It seems like a hassle, but when I am about to do it there always seems to be somethin
“For the first time I was beginning to understand what life is all about,” the police officers eyes cut deep into Toms chest as he spoke “I was beginning to see that all this livin’ ain’t worth dying for if we can’t make a difference in someone’s lif
I've seen many summers come and go, some gale-blown and wet, others warm and dry with cloud-dotted skies. I am the last of my kind and soon I will be torn down; my lumber carted off, burnt, or maybe just thrown in the ditch.
“Is it just me, or is it getting crazier out there? The snow just keeps falling, huh?” The question hits my ears with the force of a hammer. I thought I was alone here. Others had come and gone but they never said anything.
For the first time-in what felt like a long time, I felt like the world was falling before me and I was plummeting to my death, but I knew that was all an illusion; but the world was falling, theoretically at least.