Creative Writing: Addison's Baby

One day, cutting through the swamp, David comes across the remains of old Indian souls and discovers a skull with jewelry still buried on the bodies. As David kicks at the skull, he hears a voice and looks up to see a black man seated on a stump just looking. The man, wearing a black sash around his body, has a soot-stained face, which makes it appear as if he works in some fiery place. David soon recognizes the stranger as the devil, the black man. Twenty years later we had a family reunion with all my relatives and they started talking about the fire.

He stepped into the headlight of my car as a ground-shaking BOOM following a massive burst of light shook the earth.

“Yes I am dad.” Kevin screaming at the top of his lungs,” Mr.Cromwell needs to go!” While Howie and Kevin argued ,Cromwell was over there eating Kevin’s breakfast, waffles. It was too late, Howie and Kevin turned around ,the waffles were gone.Kevin and Howie went straight over to doggy daycare. Cromwell had stayed 1 hour knowing he wanted to leave.

Sunshine was pouring out from in between the buildings, casting shadows all around Ponyboy and the gang as they walked to Pony’s school. They were taking their time walking down the streets and for the first time they all were really seeing what was all around them. Memories were surfacing in their minds showing them what it all meant to them. With every step they took on the sidewalk they remembered a different memory as if they were walking down memory lane. Ponyboy didn’t think it was possible for him to be walking down this street for the last time as a high school student, but he had gone through the years with great grades that earned him many scholarships.

It was a warm summer evening, Crate was laying down while John was working on his work project. Crate felt different, she felt ill. Her stomach hurt...a lot. “What’s wrong honey?” “I think, I think..” “You think what?” “I think my water just broke!”. He immediately shoved her into the car and drove her to the hospital. When they got there it was almost too late. She was in labor for hours. John had gotten so worried that he broke into her room and held her hand. “Why are you here?” Crate asked, “Did you hear what the doctor said?”. “No,” John said as he went towards her bed “What did he say?” Crate thought about if she should tell him the truth or not, it was too risky but, she had made her decision. “The baby~~~She’s not going to make it..”.

“Mr. Josten, Mr. Josten!” yelled one of the eighth graders from my current math class in Crescent Middle School. I figured it would be another out of context question, as that was the norm for Andrew. Andrew had always seemed to be the one who tried his hardest, but could not focus on his schoolwork, or anything for that matter. I acknowledged his raised hand to hear, “what would happen if someone figured out how to pass things through time?” I figured since there was a small amount of time left in the class period, I could answer his question thoroughly since I majored in both math and science. “Well Andrew, if I had to guess I would say that someone would receive that object unexpectedly in a different time period. However, if someone creates

Weren't there more superior tasks for a man of Roe's ability? What did he have to do to be given a task that didn't somehow demean him? Undoubtedly the answer laid in inciting a riot himself, but Roe did not have the means, or the people skills to do that.

Eleanor doesn’t dodge the second punch. It hits her ear and she crumbles to the floor. The stench of blood takes over her senses and makes her head spin. A sharp kick to her ribs makes her scream. Eleanor isn’t used to physical beatings such as this --  emotional yes, but not physical. Bodily pain is something she doesn’t know how to deal with.

The meeting was starting. The leader, an older woman with green eyes who looked familiar somehow, stood at a little black podium in between the Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions posters, the neon AA triangle symbol glowing powder-blue, hopeful, behind her.

A tall robust boy with dark hair and yellow eyes entered Ellingburg middle school school at exactly 7:55 on september the 18th, it was the second day of school. His big build is easy to locate in the rush of teens. There is a tap on his elbow he looks sideways, at a medium sized boy, something changes in his eyes. Jack is short compared to Sebastian. Jack is a skinny boy with long legs, his dark hair hanging loosely over his dark brown eyes. A loud bell rang and Jack grabbed Sebastian's arm. Sebastian froze for a second and then ran. Sebastian knows Jack just thinks of him as a friend, but it is different for him, he does not know if Jack knows.

I Kaylin Otis, made it through the winter at valley forge. It was a harsh winter, most of us had a feeling we weren’t going to survive. A lot of our men have passed away because it was a little ice age. We didn’t have many supplies to support all of us. George washington our general tried and tried to distract us from the misery, but nothing really seemed to work. I tried writing back to my family, but my hands were purple and hard to move. Constantly shivering. I have never been so cold in my entire life. I remember praying several times a day, hoping i would get through this, and i will make it home to my family safely. I was so sad at a time like this, but Marquis De Lafayette keeping everyone’s spirits high. He was one of the richest

“Chloe move it, you take up the space for both of our lockers.” Annie said pushing Chloe out of the way.

In response to Hobbs article. It is integral for teacher to be passionate about what they are teaching, and how they are teaching. Although, there is no a formula for a perfect teacher, I believe to key features include passion for the subject and passion for teaching. I have had teachers who love mathematic or English, however, they lack the necessary skills to deliver any effective lesson. I believe passion for teaching allows teacher to gain a deeper understanding of students needs and achievements. Furthermore, passion for teaching allows teacher to be more critically of their teaching practices and able to recognize where they need improvement. Lacking passion for teaching makes it harder for teacher to identify keys areas of problem they

Johann Gutenberg was a German man, who’s parents owned a mint shop when he was a child. He most likely learned how to work with metal here. Books at the time were very rare. Because there was no such thing as printing, monks had to copy books by hand which often took longer than a year and included mistakes made by the monks. Most of the books were only available to monks and scholars. In Gutenberg’s spare time, he began working on the printing press. He made sure to keep the idea a secret too, he didn’t want anyone to steal it from him. To make the printer, Gutenberg had made metal pieces shaped into letters. Several of those letters were then pressed into a frame to spell out words, sentences and paragraphs. The letters, covered in ink would

The old man and the Sea is a very popular novel written by famous novelist Ernest Hemingway. Its major events take place in the 1950’s in a small Cuban fishing village. The major events of the novella are narrated to the readers by a wise narrator who has all the knowledge about the characters of the novel. The third person narrative of the narrator is mostly focused on the actions of the Santiago and his assistant Manolin. The novel is a simple piece of art with multiple meanings. Different kinds of people can easily relate to different themes narrated in this novel.