Blood. That’s all I see as the cold water runs down my back, rinsing out the blood in my hair. I look down at my hands and all I see is more blood. As I turned around to wash off the rest of the blood off, I looked at the light red water swirling around my feet turn to a dark red. The smell of blood was so over powering I could feel my heart thumping, the blood pumping through my veins; I needed more blood.
Throughout the past six years I’ve been horse riding, I would often fall off, but the one pony that discouraged me the most was Jordan. He is a small, dark brown pony with white markings, a scruffy black mane and tail, and tons of personality. He barely listens when you ask him to go over a certain jump and will randomly run off. That day, he bolted off while I was getting on and I was not able to get my feet in the stirrups to stop him. I tried to stay on, as he galloped and kicked the sand and dirt around the arena, while everyone tried to help me stop him by going near him and using the other horses to corner him.
ile planting my flowers, yesterday, Doodles, the cat, meowed to go outside. I let him out on the deck, thinking I could keep an eye on him while working. Afterall, I know all the areas he visits. Imagine my fear when I didn't see him! My husband and I called, walked the neighborhood, drove around, searched everywhere.
I stood atop the wall alongside several of my fellow ex-trainees. Toris Laurinaitis, a mousy young man with light brown hair and green eyes, stared into the far distance where the settlements within Wall Maria once stood. He looked distant as he scanned the horizon. I guessed he must have lived in Wall Maria too. "
The world was full and covered with the undead. It is a nightmare trying to roam around, anybody won’t last a minute out there. The Zombie wasteland was listed as one of the richest place in the world. There were three people traveling around the cities trying to survive the so called apocalypse. The three stopped in some small super market just to sleep the night away.
The first year I showed my fair calf is when I had to use a lot of grit to stay in the ring. At first my day started off great the first calf I showed was perfectly fit and had won first in his class, now it was time to show the second one. I named him Bacon which i knew was weird but I really didn’t care. Bacon was pretty calm until we entered the ring and he started to hear all the noise and see the camera flashes in the crowd.
Conquest I am a Lego soldier fighting in defense of my people. The history of my people started in a far away country of Denmark. In the 1960’s we immigrated to America and since that time we have survived fire, the hammer and teenage boys. I have a story to tell of great bravery and courage protecting those in danger from a terrible foe.
Have you ever missed A month a school and have to make it up the last couple weeks of school. I am in 9th Grade at Hartland High School with approximately 2,000 students. I used to go to St.Patrick School in Brighton, it is a Catholic school with only around 300 students from 1st to 9th grade. I played hockey since I was 3 and after I got my concussion from hockey I have taken a break. My friends and I like to play this game called Clash Royale and we play each other all the time and sometimes the better player looses and the weaker players win.
His jail cell opened. He blinked as a face appeared in front of him. Rough hands slid under his arms, dragging him onto a cold gurney. He could feel the straps restrain him and heard the click of the handcuffs. He watched the overhead lights speed by, as they made their way down the hallway.
I stepped out of the black, imposing vehicle and into the freezing wind. I shivered as it cut through my thick jacket like knives. As the car pulled away and began to disappear, I began my trek towards the building in which I would begin my mission: the insane asylum. No one knew what went on in there, not even the government, which was why they sent me to find out. It was a rather mysterious place, where the air was cold, no light ever shone from the few windows placed on the building, all was silent, and you always felt as if you were being watched.