On the Outside After doing 15 years for the family Tommy Garcia was now free and wanted to get back what he had lost. As he left the gates of the prison, which had been his home for the past fifteen years, he saw his old friend Tony, standing smoking just like before. As he neared, Tony flicked...

How good it felt to get out of a tiring, hard, swim practice. My heart was still pounding when I got out of the cold, brisk water with a smile on my face. Knowing that I had just completed my first varsity practice, I would have something to brag about to my friends and family. I glanced across the...

Grow old along with me the best is yet to be. I love you not only for what you are,but for what I am when I am with you As we grow older together, As we continue to change with age, There is one thing that will never change... I will always keep falling in love with you. For, you see, each d...

"Linda, why don't you meet your boy friend today?" "Oh, Amy, Are you crazy? Meeting a jerk like him right before my birth day is like a nightmare." "But still¡¡ It's your 20th birth day. Why don't you just call him then?" My boy friend, John, he has been acting like a jerk since when we were you...

My name is John Doe. I have decided to start a journal of poems as an outlet for all my feelings that I have experienced. I know that they are probably not the best that have ever been written but they are a way to let the emotions out. I can not keep so many things bottled up inside me. I suff...

He always loved his gin in the morning, noon, and night; it came to him like water and it was impossible for him to leave home without it. No one could ever sway him from his essential life fluid. It wouldn't matter whether you cried, pleaded, or begged on your two knees, he would not stop. H...

Not a Girl I woke up and there they were. I felt them. I stared at them. I felt them some more. Two large breast where attached to my chest. I threw the sheets off and sprinted to the mirror in the bathroom where I gazed unbelievably at the image in the mirror. My hair had changed colors fro...

A Little Helping Hand Life is different for everyone who lives it. No two people experience the same sensations, emotions or relationships. Every persons life is unique in itself, each of us have our own influences and manipulations as well as manipulators and transgressors. Events happen to...

Life of a Rich Man Christmas is my favorite time of the year. This is when I walk around practicaly eating my way through the day. There is food everywhere and people are so cheery and daydreamers that they do not stop and look at the pretty, washed dogs to feed, over the ...

Daily Grind It all starts with the annoying sound of my morning alarm clock...buzzzzzz, buzzzzzz, 7buzzzzzz, buzzzzzz. It is at that moment, I know it is time to get going- it's time for school. I see the bright reflection of the sun, shinning vibrantly off of the egg shell colored garage...

"24 Things" 1. Your presence is a present to the world. 2. You're unique and one of a kind. 3. Your life can be what you want it to be. 4. Take the days just one at a time. 5. Count your blessings, not your troubles. 6. You'll make it through whatever comes along. 7. Within you are so man...

It was about 6:00 a.m. when Bill woke up so happy because today he was going to visit Earth. He came rushing down the hall screaming" Lets Go Lets Go" . Mike his brother said calm down calm down what's the hurry we got the new spaceship it will get their in less then 10 minutes. But sinc...

Fulcrum Celestial sat with about two-dozen of her best friends. She was dressed head to toe in the latest gear. Her shoes were black patent boots with a slight heel and glistened silver in the bright artificial light. Her silver pants had a slight flare to them, flowing around her boots and ...

Charlotte and I had been together for quite sometime. Our love grew stronger and solid as time went by and we cherished every moment spent together. We did what normal couples would do and we had a world of our own. Being the best looking boy and most gorgeous girl with excellent scores as well, we ...

An Unforgettable Memory Photographs are simply frozen moments in time. They are still memories, telling without words a story from the past. These are memories that seen in the future cause thoughts of "what if", "what could've happened," or "what didn'...

I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SPELL PROSE version II There are many ways to write something like this, obviously you can tell by the title, that the first one didn't work. Let's go ahead and change format. I'm doing this journal-style. I'm alleviating the flair for the dramat...

Cameronized Denver! There are no words to describe my love and passion for the city of Denver, Colorado. The mountains, the skyline there is nothing like it. No city is quite like Denver. The most important part of why I love Denver is because I was born and raised there for 7 years. I hadn'...

The hunched backed old man with the black overcoat passed by my frosty window just as he had every other Christmas night. I always wondered about the strange, unclean man. Every year around seven o'clock he would slowly stride down my street carrying a beat up old box in his left arm with a ...

Mommy's Love "Oh my god Megan! She's not alright." I shouted to my husband, as I lifted my child's head, looking at her forehead covered in blood. Above her right eye I could see her skull. The smell of burnt rubber lingered in the air. A bystander helped me pull my limp child out of the b...

Vanessa Garcia Period 1 February 19, 2001 Creative Writing "An Old Habit" Pablo arrived at the church alone. It was Saturday, and Pablo's best friend, Miguel was getting married to Lupe. Miguel had just turned thirty six and was in love. She was only eighteen, very attractive, ...

Olin Hill English 50 One Day Part I The day was still, not a cloud in sight. The glowing sun lit the tumbling waves. The white foam smeared along the sandy beach. High above the ocean's front lie cliffs with grassy hilltops. A road wove through its tangled mess. There thoughts were bou...

Hero Evaluation: Their Eyes Were Watching God She was, once again, wearing the overalls that she was always so comfortable in. Her long black hair was brushed out of her face, showing her beautiful dark facial features. She was growing older, yet the radiant look on her face kept her youthfu...

Loneliness The beautiful young girl gradually trudged up the smooth marble steps, while slightly lifting the front of her lengthy silver silk dress out of the way as she walked. When she reached the top, she headed over to the concrete beige balcony, where a few white doves strolled around and pe...