Pap's Cabin: A Short Story

terror. The thing was almost upon me, and I had no way to escape. Still I pushed myself up and

Papi after finishing shower the first thing he did was confirming if his sons had eaten, “have they eaten?” he asked his wife and she replied by nodding her head where as they were not supposed eat due to

I didn’t stop running; I kept this up for what felt like thirty seconds at least before the overwhelming urge to cough stopped me. I attempted to grip the side of the wall before I keeled over and violently choked up more blood. Shaking, I stretched my arms out around me, praying that I would find something in this seemingly empty room that could give me some kind of relief. Something that would take away that

I shiver at the sound, there is only one person in the room who would cause me any harm, the scout was up. It was impressive he could move after being tossed around like a rag doll, greater so he had the strength to lay his hands on me. Unluckily for him I knew where all his wounds were. As his grip tightens I swing my arm to where his upper abdomen would be. He grunt of pain tells me I found it. His grip loosens and I push him away from me. The man doesn’t stumble very far, but the look on his face told me he wasn’t used to being beaten. Assessing my threat level, he charges. I have hardly any time to block his swing and milliseconds before it happens, I know he isn’t going for my face. There is a crack from my leg and pain shoots from my ankle. I scream in agony. The scout pins me down, I should have left him in the woods after

Hello Bloggers! Today I will be talking about Diary of a Wimpy Kid Cabin Fever. The main characters are Greg Heffley, Rowley Jefferson, Manny Heffley, Susan Heffley and Rodrick Heffley. The conflict is that they are stuck in there house from a snow storm. The resolution is to get out of the house to get food and light bulbs and heating.

As we arrived at the hospital, they said we are going to move you to a wheelchair to get inside and to our room. We had room number two-hundred- in one. We waited for the nurse to come with my file and to take a look. (knock, knock) Finally, I say to

I thought that there might be some way to get out, but after wondering for an hour I realized that there was nothing I could do. I just had to keep calm and stay alive.

Red light floods the room when the only exit opens. My heart stops, but I still stand up. I still stand up and march towards the guards here to escort me, and all the while I can feel my throat refusing to

she shook her head but sobbed out softy, "no bleeding, just pain from his yelling. my nose and my lips are the only things bleeding, but i can feel something on my elbows from him pinning me down."

On the day Jack and Sally found their hideout, it was the most common day of all. The day they found it was a Saturday in May in 2016 when Jack and Sally met with their friends to play hide-and-go-seek at the park. All of the friends lived in the same neighborhood in Georgia, so it was easy to get together. Sally and Jack are neighbors so they met at Jack's house to walk to the park together. Since they all were on break their parents said that they could play as long as they wanted. Once all of the kids got there, the teams were established. Sally and Jack wanted to be partners so they stood together.

“POP!” I heard the vociferous cry arise from my knee followed by piercing pain. Unaware that the particular pain would besiege my

They were in front of me and i just feel to the ground. They heard me fall and they ran to me. They saw the guy and said you need to get up hes here.

With a deep breath of that icy cold air that seemed endless at the time, I pushed myself off the

Growing up in a household where abuse ran uncontrolled, dismissive of all human affection, has left me with a recollection of memories that refuse to leave like a cruel stain on a shirt that resists fading. The furthest memory I can recall is back when I still lay in a crib and wore a diaper, I was about a year old. I had been woken up from my sleep by my father. He had not yet lost all his hair, and sported a greying moustache which would be lost as I grew older. He had decided to wake me up by beating me.

as i was working out i flinched to the sound of sophia's and alex's feet pounding down like there were going to burst through the ceiling. “BOOM BOOM!!” their feet thumped. “NOOO! I heard alex howell in a frightened way. I there new something was not