Wednesday, 1 February 2017

The Art Project

My art teacher had asked me to create a picture. She had said it was to be something out of the ordinary, something different from the standard. After all, who liked normal? No one in this room was used to painting anything but normal. I remembered how I used to go fishing with my dad almost every summer. The boat we used was amazing. I would have painted that, but it was supposed to be odd, peculiar, extraordinary! Suddenly my hand grabbed the brush and on its own, painted a marvelous scene.  Five boats, in an evergreen forest laying there ever so peacefully. I got an A on the project.

Monday, 23 January 2017

The girl was tearful as the steel blade was heard scraping against the metal. Pounding footsteps approached the door ever so slowly……

I winced and hid under my mauve quilt at the sound. Cautiously, I glanced at my laptop screen. It was eleven o’clock. My mom would be home soon. I reached over and picked up my bowl of baby carrots. Suddenly the door blew open. The lights flashed on, then off. I looked outside, but no one was there. A crash came from the kitchen; I ran. My mother was cleaning up her spilled coffee. I would never watch horror movies alone ever again.


Monday, 16 January 2017

The Airport

       I was at the airport, getting ready for my flight. I was heading to England to visit my parents. My flight was leaving in an hour, so I decided to stop by the food court to eat. Looking out the window I could see that the weather was dull and misty. When I went back to my seat, I had half an hour left. My eyes started to close; and I grew tired. As the weather changed, they started to call numbers up to the front to board. Blackness surrounded me. Suddenly I was awake. I looked around; but I could see no one. I had missed my flight.

Tuesday, 10 January 2017

I stumbled down the hallway. Looking around, I could see two doors opposite each other. I looked in front and behindWhich way? I chose the door behind me, but when I reached it, I was shoved violently backwards. The exact same thing happened when I tried the other door. All at once, the lights were shut off. Slowly, my eyes adjusted to the darkness. A shadow was barreling towards me, and at that moment, a flash of red sparked between my eyes. The lights turned back on and I was kneeling down on the carpet. My head felt jumbled, my throat raw. Blisters decorated my spine. 

Wednesday, 7 December 2016

Unfair Choice

   Life always seemed unfair, but not as unfair as it seemed now. What did I honestly do to deserve this? Nothing, I did absolutely nothing and that, was the problem. My ‘friend' Makayla, was in danger. According to her, something was chasing her. Makayla had said and I quote "As I turned around, it changed shape." I had asked her what the 'it' was, but the phone line went dead. I sat there debating whether or not to go and help her, I mean this was the girl who tormented me for years. By the time I made up my mind, it was too late.