Creative Writing: All Quiet On The Western Front

Describe a place or environment where you are perfectly content. What do you do or experience there, and why is it meaningful to you?

Some of the bullets managed to hit some of the barrels which caused a chain reaction of explosions. Soldiers everywhere were returning fire while other gasping for help. Fletcher scanned around the room for Marcel. He saw him lying behind a brick wall as cover. He seemed to be severely injured as his hand, tainted with blood, covered of what seemed to be several bullet holes. Fletcher couldn’t believe what was happening. There were soldiers lying lifeless here and there. It was complete chaos. Fletcher knew he had been fooled. He knew that secretly there was no prize. He knew that he had to

Imagine this - it's just another typical day, and you're walking home from school when you suddenly hear an explosion behind you. You turn around to see a giant black cloud of smoke billowing out of it. You can’t spot your school anymore, through the smoke and dust. Overhead, a jetliner veers away in the sky. This is what happens when war suddenly arrives in your village.

As the shot rang in his ears the soldier’s body slumped forward, face smearing blood onto the soldier next to him, leaving him with an expression of sheer terror as over one-hundred-fifty wehrmacht soldiers charge from the trees toward the forward trenches and foxholes screaming ”Für das Vaterland!” . (for the

“GET DOWN, GET DOWN!!!” as soldiers come over the hill, gunfire blazed through the night sky hitting and wounding most of the

When I travel I like to have a place that I can call home. It has to have the comfort, relaxation, and all the characteristics of my real home.

Paradise means something different to everyone. When I was little paradise to me was where my mom was because I knew I was safe and taken care of. As I grew older the more I tried to become independent, the less my mom could protect me and the more I had to start relying on myself. My mom has always been overprotective to the point that some people still call her paranoid. When I was little I was never allowed to leave her side, I was lucky she didn’t home school me. I was always confused as to why other children were allowed to do so much more than me. Eventually I brushed it off and began reading, my new paradise was whatever book I was reading in that moment. Because I was seen as the introvert of the neighborhood I was an easy target.

The battlefield was ankle deep with gore. The hills resounded with the din of war. Above the clash and clamor of the fray, one heard exultant tribal trumpets bray.

Often it seems that a truly mundane environment or event is the most sought after. Going to bed after a long day of work is highly relaxing. Taking a shower in the morning might is extremely tranquil. However, I am most content in the environment in which I am pushing my physical limits as a musician and performer and am most at home with other individuals in the community around me.

Many individuals have unique locations where they retreat to unwind and find stimulation. For instance, the most inspirational place in which I find serenity & tranquility is the Island of Bora Bora in Tahiti. It is one of the most peaceful islands in the world. Bora Bora Island is an hour flight from the islands of Moorea and Tahiti located in the middle of the Pacific Ocean in French Polynesia. Since my early childhood, my family and I frequented the island annually; therefore, this became a traditional destination for us where we would come and acquire equanimity from the various life obstacles we encountered. The craggy mountains, incandescent lagoon waters, impenetrable equatorial vegetation, numerous junkets and the hospitality

Its the place where i can slow down and relaxe from the day;s hactic life. The place where time stops (is timeless) and

By this I mean a place real or fictional, where people will live without struggle (Kravanja, 2012). This paradise will be ruled by wise government who will listen to the needs of the people. I envision the paradise as having everything that I would need to live enjoyably and free. The government and leaders in this paradise will ensure poverty eradication, equal distribution of resources and opportunities among the people.

My happy place is nature. I walk along the uncut grassy meadow that is spotted with subtle yellow flowers. I look out over rolling hills standing tall in the distance. The grass is damp with morning dew and the sun is just about to rise. The sky is painted with a light pink, and the grass randomly spotted with golden light. The only sounds I hear are nearby streams and rivers running through the deep forest. Pine trees surround me, and the air smells like christmas morning. Humming birds fly through the air, and I spot the

My first inclination, when I was assigned to write about my perfect writing workplace, was to pick a verandah on a beach house overlooking the ocean maybe in the Caribbean. I absolutely love the sound and smell of the ocean. But upon further reflection, I decided that would not be my perfect place, at least, it would not be my perfect writing place, now for a vacation, it would be fantastic. So, after much consideration, I decided that I would love to have a writing retreat in a rustic setting. This setting would be much like what I have now, except that it would be self-contained. I would have a spot for myself, maybe a shed or a tiny house where no one would interrupt me. One thing I would not have is a telephone because I really loathe talking on the phone since I must use it at work continuously.

The place where I feel most comfortable is a place where I am calm. A place that is peaceful in its own ways. It is the place to go to get away from all my troubles. It is the one place where I could sit forever, and never get tired of just staring into the deepest blue I have ever seen. It is the place where I can sit and think the best. A place where nothing matters but what is in that little moment. The one place capable of sending my senses into an overload. This place is the ocean.