Creative Writing: Rap

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It’s 8:19 pm and I’m lying in my bed in the dark. For some reason it’s cold like winter in my room. I’m under a set of heavy blankets, but the harsh air is penetrating right through my covers. My teeth are jittering like a wind-up toy moving. I closed my eyes and started listening to my surroundings. I can hear the heating furnace across the room snoring or that’s what it sounds like to me. A bus passed by the window making a loud scream. Then I thought to myself, “Those tires or brakes on that bus needs to be desperately drenched in oil.” I can hear music that isn’t in my room, but sounds like it’s blaring from next door with a mix of voices. As I listened closely I figured out the genre of music is rap. “Boy, am I tired of hearing rap music, …show more content…

The bass of the music was strong it was shaking my walls and made buzz, and boom sounds like it was trying to break through and get me. It’s around 11:43 pm now the music is still kicking. I hear the lock on the front door, go click click then err the door opens, I heard footsteps, after footsteps, I lost count on how many people were in the living room that just entered, moments later the door claps closed. The door to my room is closed. I’m not sure if they know I’m here or not, but they are talking awfully loud for a late hour. Pop, pop, pop, goes the microwave and the aroma of popcorn creeps under my doorway. The smell made my stomach growl but man did I want popcorn now. My roommate opens the door to our room and everything was illuminated in a quick second. The light burns straight through my eyes as I bring them down to a squint, and small tears started to form. I wasn’t crying the light just hurt and I then said …show more content…

My huge eyes spotted something to the far left. “I spy with my giant, beautiful eyes… a table!!” I said to myself, I darted in that direction. The table had 15 party cups with water in each one they were in a triangle shape. The water in the cups were illumined with glow sticks. They were so colorful, blue, pink, green, orange, yellow and many more. Next to the cups were two ping pong balls. On the table there was also a layer cover of black light dye of a lot of colors. I approached this boy across the room at the time I didn’t know his name. He wore a casual dress shirt with strips in every direction. He had on some blue jeans and his hair was a dirty blond. His hair was just above his shoulders and his bangs touched his eyebrows lightly. He smelled astonishing whatever that cologne was it sure was a girl grabber. It was breathtaking and I told the boy he smelt divine. Then I asked if he would play water pong with me. He delightfully said, “Yeah, Sure.” We both stood at each end of the table and I was the first player to start the game. I threw the small ping pong ball on to the table, next thing you know bloop, the water splashed on his shirt and some of the dye did too and the ping pong ball landed in the cup. He put the middle cup off to the side away from the other cups then I over threw the other ping pong ball and it went flying off the table under a chair. The boy went to fetch for ball then

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