by phonies. Every one of them, the bros gulping down foamy beers as if it would somehow prove their masculinity, the crashers getting stoned in some dark corner, the girls clustering together because they can’t stand alone, even for a moment—every single one is so typically high-school, so full of shit. Where am I? I’m sitting on a couch with two couples who have clearly disregarded my presence, so, trapped in between and unsure of where to look or what to do, I stare into the depths of my red cup

Music is a Life Changer Imagine you and your friends are going to a movie at the theater. You all file in and sit down just as the opening credits start. It starts out as a black screen and slowly fades into a battle scene. One knight comes into the main focus of the audience. He is lying on the ground hit and is going to die. You can hear a voice from the screen reading dramatic dialog, but that’s all you can hear. No background sounds, no instruments, and no music only voices. What would it be

What I Knew Before I Started: Fat. Ugly. WeIrd. Different. TALL. short. Freak. Some of the few words that go through peoples’ minds when they are judging others. What do I know about judging? Judging is something we all do, even if we don’t like to admit it. I wish that I didn’t judge others, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t. The image that people portray to the public is what most people are going to judge them for. People judge based on looks, lifestyle, your house value, car worth, job description

Snakes twisted all around the floor. They covered the entire floor, but with a single gesture of her hand Moira secluded them in one invisible cubicle. It was a strange to see snakes trying to slip away and break free out of nowhere. They didn’t see why they couldn’t get out. An invisible wall severed them away from freedom. Maybe just a little Cassidy could relate to it “Sit down, while I check if I missed any.” Moira said. Her voice was dull and a little crackly. Cassidy didn’t notice it earlier

The view down to the water from the top of the twelfth floor was unacceptably inviting. I simply could not accept it; the urge, the internal push, the lust. I could go in an instant, finish this perfectly reasonable life. I am not sad or depressed or even happy but the beauty of a final jump cannot be overcome. I would be greeted by nothing. While nothing doesn’t exist neither would I; that notion has the commanding power to overcome the divide between reality and philosophical, ethereal thought

When he got back to the cabin, night had fallen, and the moon was peeking eerily out from behind the clouds. He quickly dismounted the bike and grabbed up his supplies, sprinting up the steps. He burst through the door, not sparing anyone a glance as he made his way to the room that Carol was in. When he got there, Hershel was bent over Carol, listening to her lungs with his stethoscope. Daryl removed his crossbow from around his shoulders, and placed his supplies by the bed. "How's she doin'?

Prologue : How I Lost My Sanity (2 Years Ago.....) I woke up and sighed. This was it, the last day of school before summer. Every child across the state would be waking up with a feeling of pure bliss. Girls would put on their favorite shorts and the guys would wear tight shirts to reveal their muscles the best they could. All rules set up to prevent any trouble at school would be broken repeatedly. There would be drama galore and the annual water balloon fight would be right after school. Exactly

“What was your childhood like?” Amanda asked him with a punch to the shoulder. “I didn’t really have one.” Aaron knew that this response was simple, but he thought it was the most accurate way to describe his bleak childhood. “Come on, what about your parents?” She asked as he playfully leaned on his shoulder and made a faux pouty face. “You must have had parents, right?” While Amanda spoke, Aaron usually looked her in the eye. Somehow he thought that because of her looks, she deserved to only be

On a farm near the state of Oklahoma, there lived a little duck named Dobbles. Dobbles was the most energetic, loud, and crazy duck on the farm. The pond near the farm was his favorite place to play. He and his friends were always having fun and causing mischief at the pond. It was the perfect place to cool off during the summer. One day when Dobbles went to the pond, none of his friends were there. They met at that pond at the same time everyday, so he was very worried. Dobbles looked everywhere

there. Even though, nobody from her family had more than a high school diploma. Despite of all her fear and lack of confidence, her excellence in school and hard work made her a student of one of the national universities in Kiev. It was September 1, 2007. My best friend and I... ... middle of paper ... ...!” Now it was her turn to give me a concrete answer. Everything squeezed inside me in expectation of her reaction, but I was ready to face her views on my philosophy. She found just several words