1. Short Story - If I Could Save Her
I was almost lost into this deep, black hole but a single event changed everything and brought me back to the world I was born to love. ... A weird feeling washed over me and I felt like I was an outsider. ... But then it meowed and that single sound made me feel like I was on top of the world. ... All the bad things like drugs, smoking, alcohol made people forget about their problems and be careless, just like a child. ... Children are like my little role models. ...
In my opinion, he looks like an escaping convict on the run. ... The oxygen in my head is not thriving like I expect, or at least hope for, it to. I try to lean to my side, to press my hand against the wall, but I guess my theory on walking straight ahead has not worked so well, for the blackness I am in has let me loose and let me be taken hostage by an endless blackness that is far more powerful and cold. ... I stand from the couch as the room sways like a tree in a slight breeze. ... Of course, there are people like me who travel in broad daylight, or well, pure blackness considering the f...
Packed closely together we live our lives like ants. ... He then drags his brother up to his feet, and then signals his brother to go get the black and white soccer ball. ... The bushes look more like shrubs, trash litters the ground, and the entire park seems neglected. ... I spent many mornings, through rain and shine waiting for that big, black, and yellow bus to come pick me up and whisk me off to school. ... After what feels like minutes I look away and try to ignore the squirrel clinging to the branch above me. ...
Not lost as if my only way of survival was hunting deranged bear or self-cannibalization, but lost like I knew the way but I couldn't find it as if something wouldn't let me. As I came off the road on to the bank of this river I saw a boy in black, with a head of white playing perfectly a violin of brown. ... We frolicked like lambs and ran like bulls through the city. ... Opportunity was calling me. ... My bags sat beside me. ...
Small dots of white, grey, and black begin to cover the screen, and in a moment, everything is in black. ... This may help me loosen up a bit from my anxieties. ... Its ticking me off! ... Like a spell, though, they never leave her side. ... Just like her mother, father and brother. ...
I simply turn all to jelly when you touch me (34)-, but because she is so shallow she refuses to build a relationship with him, mostly due to his handicap. ... He is somewhat of a racist in his remarks towards blacks and Jews, and he continuously borrows money from people with no real intention of paying them back. ... e like Mike. ... He is the most decent person out of any of them, and yet he is still the least liked. ... It appears to me as though he serves a purpose as a model of go! ...
