Creative Writing: You Ve Never SEEN Me Dance-Personal Narrative

Tonight he wouldn’t get much sleep. He hugged his arms to his chest and let his teeth chatter. He hadn’t been this cold since he had nearly drowned trying to escape more than a year ago. “It’s warmer in the cabin if you want.” Called Peter’s hesitant voice.”

“How come y’all ain’t scared of us like you were Dally?” Johnny said. He had that scared look in his eyes, that told me he’d been badly hurt, but I could only tell because I had that same look for weeks after my mother died. I sighed, “You two are too sweet to scare anyone. First of all, you didn’t join in Dallas’s dirty talk, and you made him leave us alone. And when we asked you to sit up here with us, you didn't act like it was an invitation to make out for the night. Besides that, I’ve heard about Dallas Winston, and he looked as hard as nails and twice as tough. And you two don’t look mean.”

Many people in society are unsure on what white collar crime actually is. There are different opinions on what white collar crime should be defined as. A strong definition would be any violation of criminal, civil or regulatory laws or unethical actions committed in the course of one’s occupation. These individuals are usually very respectable in society and have “high-status”. White collar crime is much larger than your traditional street crime: It harms a larger pool of people and can go on for many years under the radar

In the story “Caviar”, both husband Nathaniel and wife Marie suffer a loss of innocence. It is Nathaniel, however, that goes through the greatest degree of loss. He may have caused his wife's loss of innocence by having an affair with their surrogate, Wendy, but he lost so much himself. Marie though having lost a husband, got the child she had so desperately wanted. Nathaniel was left with nothing as he lost his wife, his mistress, and his new born son.

“Yeah.” Robbie stood and walked around the bar. He placed his hands on her shoulders and searched her face. “You always want to fix things. Fix people.” Jen jerked back, but Robbie squeezed her shoulders and did not let go. “Common, Jen. Ever since Adam’s wife kicked him out, you’ve waited on him hand and foot. Heck, you even begged ‘em to move in with you, not that it took much convincin.”

“Take your time, Vi,” Sarah said using the Kiowa word for sister or an endearment between friends. She flipped her hair around, her long highlighted hair swirled around her as she smiled over at John. Her demeanor melting from anger to seducer in quick succession; flowing through her, sinking away. Sashaying away, Sarah grabbed John’s arm and whispered into his ear while walking her fingers up his arm. “I’m anxious to hear about your workout program, John. Your body looks so strong and… fit.” Sarah lowered her voice further, gently running her hand down his side, “I’ll bet you have lots of… stamina.”

“Oh right, forgot about that,” and just like that Brennan clicked his phone back into sleep mode. Now to get back to his grand campaign in his game. David was a good friend and he had been since middle school, but he had the habit of bothering him sometimes. They were exact opposites in personality. David was all outgoing and didn’t really keep to himself, while Brennan had been the very definition of an introvert. Nothing you could do about though. Brennan went back to his game, but for some reason the palms of his hand had begun to get all sweaty. He didn’t know why, but he started feeling dizzy too. He ignored it and continued to

“I can see Jess in her garden, and behind her a man walking out of the house. He’s carrying something – a mug of coffee, perhaps – and I look at him and realize that it isn’t Jason. This man is taller, slender, darker ... Jess walks towards him, she puts her hands around his waist and she kisses him, long and deep. The train moves. I can’t believe it. I snatch air into my lungs, I realize that I’ve been holding my breath. Why would she do that? Jason loves her,

Dance has influenced my life in many ways, but one experience I will never forget is when I earned Senior Feature Dancer. As a dancer, a person, and the woman I am becoming dance has always been so important to me. It immediately caught my attention because it was my escape and my happy place. My passion for the sport is what gave me motivation to do better and gain confidence that I lacked. I was able to make friends who would last me a lifetime.

” tip of his tongue swipes along his bottom lip, eyes hazy like he’s drunk from the thought. holden breaks away from their closeness, taking a DIFFERENT route with his mouth. focus shifts to his neck, kisses sensual, teeth absent. his actions pause just above the pulse point to speak again, “ what the hell am i doing sitting here then ? ”

She sits on the armrest of her wine-stained couch, then falls backward with a cushioned thud. Her thick, kinky hair lays splayed under her. Her large, veiny hands lift up to her tear-soaked face, covering her eyes. She sighs aloud summoning her roommates’ attention.

I’m a ballet dancer at Williston School of Dance. it’s my biggest passion in life. However when I first started I hated it so much! I’ve always been a quitter, I’ve tried so many different hobbies and quit all of them : piano, violin, Archery, guitar, sewing, flute, jewelry making and knitting, as you can see from my list I was a huge quitter, as soon as something got hard I would give up.

"Everybody be warmed up and ready by 3:20!" My dance teacher yells to the Camden Hills Regional High School's, Strom Auditorium stage into the Black Box. I quickly slipped on my dance shorts from Pink, and a white Studio Red tank top, and then lastly my ballet slippers. I sat on the ground of the senior company dressing room, along side my friend Emily, as we started massaging our feet, getting the blood flowing to our muscles.

Senator for Utah Orrin Hatch once said, “Capital punishment is our society’s recognition of the sanctity of human life,” (Brainy Quote). While the arguments for both sides of the debate over the morality of the death penalty are vast, the bottom line is that the death penalty does not disregard human life, but rather it reveres it, as Hatch said. Morality is defined as, “The quality of being in accord with standards of right or good conduct,” (The Free Dictionary). One who seeks to protect a person who has committed a heinous crime such as murder is arguably not in accords with what is right and wrong. Therefore, although killing is generally accepted as being wrong, the death penalty is sometimes the only solution to bring justice to a

“Don’t try to move it,” my coach added as rolled to my side trying to get myself off of the cold ground. The touch of my coach’s warm hand frightened me at first, but in the corner of my eye I saw him whisper to the assistant coach “Yeah it does not look good.”