It felt so unreal I felt like I was in a nightmare. I wanted to wake up from the nightmare but I knew that it was no dream. I continued to walk and I found my brother dead as well slit in the neck. I had tears flowing down my face but that was not even the worst part yet. The next thing I saw was my dad standing there with a knife.
Our life use to be way different: busy, good, and not as exiting before the night my friends invited me to a football game. As usual we played our own football game it was two against two. Scott and i were on a team while stiles and Erica were on the other. It was a Friday with a full moon with little clouds lingering in the sky.
New Plans One Saturday morning, I woke up at seven in the morning to go to an amusement park called Six Flags. The plans had been made days ago, my two older sisters, my brother, a friend of ours and I would be going to Six Flags and spend the entire day there. As I got up after finally getting my alarm to finally shut up I walked over to the bathroom to take a shower when I realized that the ground was spinning, in my eyes at least, I had a vile taste in the back of my throat. I quickly fell back onto my bed feeling like if I hadn’t
So when I woke up 11:30 am I had slept from 8:30 pm at night and morning without any interruptions. I was confused like you wouldn't believe. I had memory loss and I was also confused at where I was. Plus, the window was slightly broken from going up thus preventing the room from cooling down. It was so hot and when I woke up there was a bottle of allergy pills all over the room.
All of my life, I had known nothing, but Snellville, Georgia. Snellville was a very small city in Northwest Georgia, weighing in with a population of about 20,000. Since Snellville was where I was born and raised, I was used to what the city had to offer, even though it wasn't very much. My family and I had never traveled outside of the state for two reasons: we weren't in a financial position to do so
My dad was nowhere to be seen. i saw him run back into the house but that's it. I don't know why i kept wanting someone to say something. Maybe i was searching for an explanation for what was happening. I knew what i was watching, but i couldn't understand or make sense of it.
Dymon left to go to her aunt’s house in maryland . Mrs.dehila didn 't want dymon to spend her summer in norfolk. She spent almost the whole summer, she came back in august. Things weren’t the same when she came back.
Though the trail was long, the view was breathtaking. Every day, the sun rises beneath the peak, and the inflamed glow spreads all across the mountain. I volunteer down the path of McCarthy Street. I thought by registering, I could work off service hours, but at the same time, have a little fun; however, every day is just a continuous routine of doing this and that: cleaning dishes, the bathroom, and mopping the ground that is usually covered in fine mud prints.
