Creative Writing: Stonewall
Drake sprinted down the alleyway, smashing himself against the stonewall, and shot a nervous look behind. No one – just darkness and the echoes of dripping water. Sucking air still, he’s not as young as he use to be, his lungs burned like coals. His nostril flared the stench of urine and vomit coated the air. Think now and calm yourself, he told himself. But that was easier thought than done. Someone was following him, he was certain, ever since leaving Shannigan’s pub. But who? Any why? He eased along the brickwall until he reached a nook, slipping inside. The garbage and discarded delivery boxes where scattered around the alley. He gathered his senses, hiding under the cover of the moonless night, he focused his attention on intersection.
Creative Writing: After The Cold War
443 Words | 2 PagesKristina and Trey gathered all of their little belongings mostly caring about the lockbox containing about $3,600 of the finest mexican glass a.k.a meth. Rushing out of their little apartment as soon as possible after seeing a wanted picture in the newspaper of kristina stealing money illegally with a fake id. She thought it was odd that she had very very little remorse about getting up and leaving without saying goodbye to her baby that wouldn't even recognize her, her mom which she stole her identity and money from. It didn't phase her and she kept loading what little belongings she had into Trey's mustang. They rushed onto the snowy freeway still tweaked as usual, but exhausted from no sleep like usual and running from the police and the mexican drug lord that they owe and weren't planning on paying back.
Creative Writing: The Cubs
605 Words | 3 PagesIt was a beautiful day for the beautiful game of baseball to be played in the friendly confines of Wrigley Field, Chicago: breezy, sunny, but not a scorching hot, sweat-bead kind of day. Merely six miles south of Wrigley Field, we boarded the CTA purple line el train, along with clusters and clusters of Chicago Cubs fans also getting on each and every rail car from who knows where. But, let me tell you, I was in awe; I have never been with so many true fans who knew, not only baseball, but knew the Cubs! “Who’s ready for the Cubs to crush the Astros!”
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Creative Writing: All Quiet On The Western Front
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Ponyville Monologue
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9/11 Short Stories
1304 Words | 6 PagesSimon says The last key turned in the deadbolt with a loud click that resounded through the tenement hallway. She inhaled the mix of aromas, Thai, curry and the odd scent of sauerkraut assaulted her nose. She shook her head to dissipate the foul scents that if served on their own might be quite savory. Her shoulder shoved the heavy door open as the grocery bag in her hands began tilting to the point of almost spilling on the floor.
Creative Writing: A Hero's Journey
487 Words | 2 PagesAnother day was so much like the one before, and the many before that. He walked the house and grounds, slowly, letting time pass as it must. Alone, present but not present, for can one truly be there if no one knows of it? Like the saying he’d heard more than once over the unmeasured time of his existence: If a tree falls in the forest but no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound? He ambled through the back yard, pausing under the tree from which he’d been hanged, cursing his tormentors, vowing to haunt them for all time.
Stonewall Riot Essay
1539 Words | 7 PagesWhen thinking about one of the key trigger moments that set-in motion the LGBT movement against the oppression and police brutality, the Stonewall Riots of 1969 is a moment that might come to mind for most people. However, three years prior there was a similar moment that has gone under the radar for the most part. Despite its unspoken history, this event has played an essential role in the burgeoning LGBTQ movement in San Francisco. This moment in time was the Compton Cafeteria Riot in August of 1966. This took place in the Tenderloin district of San Francisco.
Stonewall Riots Essay
377 Words | 2 PagesThe LGBTQ+ community has come a long way in the past few decades. From being criminalized and ostracized in the past, they now have basic human rights and protections in many countries around the world. The Stonewall Riots of 1969 marked a turning point in the LGBTQ+ rights movement. After years of being harassed and mistreated by police, LGBTQ+ individuals fought back against a raid at the Stonewall Inn, a gay bar in New York City.
Stonewall Riots Essay
942 Words | 4 PagesThe Stonewall Riots were a series of spontaneous, violent behaviors acted out by members of the LGBTQ+ community against police aggression. These violent protests and strikes that proceeded from this event sparked a global movement that took off in the early morning of June 28th, 1969, at the Stonewall Inn in Greenwich Village, New York City. These riots served as a pivotal moment in American history, which coincided not only with equality in the black community but also for the gay community as well. With that said, the gay liberation movement was “born in the heart of New York City,” where a year later the first Gay Pride Parade was held, which demonstrated the people’s continuous fight for equality and the never-before-seen resilience that
Austin Red Short Story
494 Words | 2 PagesWhen the wall had crumbled It revealed a door old,metal and rustic. Practically and permanently stuck on the door were barricades broken and flattened by the brick wall,but there was something else behind the barricades. Behind was a missing poster for my a man known as Austin Red. “Austin Red,27 years old born 1910 went missing 1940.”Odd because If this wanted poster was where I found it,it was conveniently placed behind a wooden barricade.
Creative Writing: You Just Get Out Of Prisons
758 Words | 4 PagesYou just got out of prison now what; Carter said. I need to see Courtney, Daniel said dude for what so you can broke her heart again no offense and i'm being totally aniseed right now you were a jerk to her and all she did was love you and try to make you happy but you cheated on her and messed around with her you don't deserve her. Carter Said, what the hell man i don't care what you say lets just go, Daniel replied. Carter and Daniel exited the jail and got on Carter's mustang and drove to his house. On the second day that Daniel had bin realized from jail Daniel went to Courtney's house to talk to her he wanted her back
Appearances In To Kill A Mockingbird
880 Words | 4 PagesHe had been leaning against the wall when I came into the room, his arms folded across his chest. [...] As I pointed he brought his arms down and pressed the palms of his hands against the wall. [...] I looked from his hands to his sand-stained khaki pants; my eyes traveled up his thin frame to his torn denim shirt. [...] His lips parted into a timid smile, and our neighbor’s image blurred with my sudden tears.
Personal Narrative: Crack Addiction
467 Words | 2 PagesOur first encounter in this sinkhole of a house didn’t go over well: you might even say we hated each other. He was a conspiracy theorist, that much I knew, and he made it easy, dressed up like he was auditioning for the part of token Crack Addict. At first glance I thought today had to be Halloween, this man had to be trick-or-treating. I was wrong. Really he was crazy.
Creative Writing: The Homeless Man
665 Words | 3 PagesMaybe I was hoping someone, anyone would hear me. I stared blankly into the filthy, graffitied wall in front of me, and contemplated tomorrow. Who would find me? Would it be a homeless man? Perhaps some stray dogs, who would gladly make an opportunistic meal of me?
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