Nonfiction

(Challenge for next year’s prompts)

I wake up this morning.

I was five when I learned that grass is not my friend. I imagined many friends, some flowers, butterflies, and others were hummingbirds. However, grass was anything but.

It’s 6 AM at the end of September, and Vermont's trees are transitioning into their autumn beauty. The mornings are my favorite: the quiet, peacefulness, and calm of the world are one of a kind.

1. Introduction

I wanted a cookie, but the thought of the calories held me back. So, I reached for what seemed like a healthier choice—some strawberries would quiet my craving right? Wrong.

When I was younger, summer meant going swimming, getting ice cream, and taking trips to the Montshire Museum. Now, although some of those things still apply, I experience them differently than I used to.

It all began with a dare. It was a hot summer day. I practically dragged myself from the school bus back to my house, convinced I’d die of heatstroke.

This is just kind of random bits of information in unedited paragraphs.

Why do I care?

One day before the test, and my nerves start to fizzle.

I need to study all I can to make up for the days that I was never in class and never learned anything; Make up for my stupidity and procrastination.

I gripped his shoulders as the motorbike sputtered to life, coughing smoke into the humid air. He drove along a dirt path, passing flooded paddy fields and slender palm trees.

There is a man on the corner of 87th and Amsterdam. I do not know him, and he does not know me. He wears a red T-shirt with red sweatpants. He wears a red coat with red shoes. He wears a red ski mask on his face.

Book banning is a growing problem in our modern world. Many argue that banning books is a good thing because it prevents children from viewing books that are considered “harmful”.