Creative Writing: The Gum Tree

I 'm buckled down to the seat in the back, total darkness around me with only a slot hole to communicate to the people in front. I can 't move my arms or legs at all, with only slight leverage to tilt my body forwards. This was enough though. I could see the horizon if I pushed my head up against the tiny gap, maybe the size of a cigarette. Outlined beside it was two big seats with, what could 've been males or bulky, short-haired women, sitting in them. Everything was silent aside from the muffled crackling radio and I could finally see my surroundings. Still bright out, a bit overcast with the sun occasionally poking through. Trees towered over the vehicle from both sides, looking like they came from acres of forest. The road was two lanes but stretching wide across and longer than your eyes could see, never ending into the abyss of forestland.

Antonia explains, “`There wasn't a tree here when we first came. We planted every one, and used to carry water for them, too—after we'd been working in the fields all day. Anton, he was a city man, and he used to get discouraged. But I couldn't feel so tired that I wouldn't fret about these trees when there was a dry time. They were on my mind like children.

Forest Cabin Project I remember Taylor and I were cleaning up after dinner, “I’m so stressed, I’m seeing my parents in a couple weeks. It bothers me so much that I always have to be perfect around them, I’m always so stressed around my family,” Taylor says. “Yeah, I’m sorry you have to go through that feeling. I know what it’s like, if you ever want to talk to anybody I’m here,” I say. “Thanks, I think Kaufman is telling a story, I’m going to listen if you want to come,” They say.

This passage from “A white Heron”, by Sarah Orne Jewett, details a short yet epic journey of a young girl, and it is done in an entertaining way. Jewett immediately familiarizes us with our protagonist, Sylvia, in the first paragraph, and our antagonist: the tree. However, this is a bit more creative, as the tree stands not only as an opponent, but as a surmountable object that can strengthen and inspire Sylvia as she climbs it. This “old pine” is described as massive, to the point where it, “towered above them all and made a landmark for sea and shore miles and miles away.” (Line 8).

The mother’s overbearing behaviors have instilled rebellious thoughts and actions in the daughter’s life. The young girl makes comments to her mother about the backyard, but the, “mother sneers, but I say it’s fine (11).” Rather than appreciation for her mother’s strict behaviors, the behaviors have only built up a greater temptation for the young girl. Temptation is introduced through the garden in the front yard because the symbolism of a garden relates to the temptation in the Garden of Eden.

Trees are first introduced when Melinda draws it to be her art project for the year. This task is met with some frustration from Melinda over the year. “Hopeless. I crumple it into a ball and take out another sheet. How hard can it be to put a tree on a piece of paper?”

TI thought about the experience in the woods for the rest of the day. I couldn’t seem to shake it from my consciousness. “Mr. Rider, are you paying attention?” said Mrs. Stweed in a saccharin voice, her eyes blinking. “Yes,” I grunted. “Good!”

The weeping willows hang over like the inflatable men that fly in the wind at car dealerships. The squirrels race up and down the trees like race car drivers in the Championships. Further down the classic Cali palm tree filled streets, hides a big blue manatee. It catches your eye so you take a right and walk down that road and you see a beautiful coral white conch shell mailbox! Closer to the mailbox you can see the pinks, oranges, and yellows get deeper in color as the shell curves inward.

After escaping from Polyphemus’s cave, Odysseus, and his crew were looking for their ship. “Oh, Captain!” exclaimed the worried men that stayed on the ship. “Are you alright sir, where have you been?”

The moon was the only witness, along with the stars. They were the only ones that would know, and they wouldn 't tell. The ground was moist from the rain that had come early in the morning, and by the fog that stayed since then. The shovel scraping against stray rocks in the ground was too loud, and I feared that someone would hear. The hole in the ground looked like a bottomless pit, where no one would ever find a body.

Nestled deep in the Smoky Mountains, is a small cabin. The family it once sheltered has long been gone. Once filled with life and hope, it now sits empty and bare. It stands as a monument to a time long gone, but soon it to will disappear. Disintegrating on the outside, rotting on the inside, and drowning in the ever thickening forest, it slowly crumbles away.

It 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!

"Are you reading this? If you are, then you have woken. You have been in a coma for 23 years. Everything you've ever seen, felt, heard or tasted was a hallucination. Your friends weren't real. Neither were your wife, your children. Your family. The world had ended, and you were the only survivor. Chances of survival are extremely low for you in the next Century. You are survivor number 50. The last one. 49 have been killed, with no traces. Wiped from the face of earth.

“Then it’s a deal.” “It’s been a pleasure doing business with you again, Levi. Please do drop by again.” “Don’t sweat it, pal. Next time I come back, I’ll bring some furs with me.

Stricker’s Grove FlashBack “GET READY OR WE’RE GOING TO BE LATE!!!!” . my dad announced throughout the house ,we started to get ready... well dad and Rebecca did I was dressed I ate and was ready to leave,but sadly I had to wait for them,I had gotten ready 2 hours before dad told us.