Streetlight

Character
Character
Character Word Count: 399 aracterPhil The sun was setting. Far to the east, threatening black clouds arose from the fumes of pollution from the several smokestacks towering over the city. The streets were pocks marked and dented with the recent shower of acid rain. Hot boiling steam from the sewers made the temperature of day much hotter than it really was. Just outside the borders of the city is a lake covered with muck and crude oil spills. Death and despair floated aimlessly on the surface o
Creative Writing Assigment
Creative Writing Assigment
Creative Writing Assigment Word Count: 2739 Psycho? Prologue The door to the motel room slammed shut, shaking the walls. Mother. Mother where are you? God damn it. You get out here right now. I\'ve not finished with you yet mother! Norman screamed. He stormed through the hotel room. Come out come out where ever you are. Norman lifted the cover on the edge of the bed, and ducked down to look under it. Mother, I know you\'re here somewhere. I\'m going to find you! In the bathroom Maude hid, cower
Creative Writing Assigmnet
Creative Writing Assigmnet
Creative Writing Assigmnet Word Count: 2739 Psycho? Prologue The door to the motel room slammed shut, shaking the walls. Mother. Mother where are you? God damn it. You get out here right now. I\'ve not finished with you yet mother! Norman screamed. He stormed through the hotel room. Come out come out where ever you are. Norman lifted the cover on the edge of the bed, and ducked down to look under it. Mother, I know you\'re here somewhere. I\'m going to find you! In the bathroom Maude hid, cower
Suicide in Las Vega
Suicide in Las Vega
Suicide in Las Vega Suicide in Las Vega Hell is expensive. This is my first thought as my plane lands in Las Vegas. The Luxor hotel\'s glass pyramid seems dangerously close to the runway\'s edge, as do its chocolate-and-gold sphinx and rows of shaved palms. I wonder if these rooms tremble when jets land. Behind the Luxor are mountains kissed by dust the hue of bone; to its left lies the Strip, where color is so bright it looks like it has died, rotted, and come back as a poisonous flower. I hav
Christmas
Christmas
Christmas Word Count: 689 The yearís most celebrated holiday is celebrated on December 25th, both in homes and churches worldwide. The meaning for Christmas is to recognize Christís birth, of which the exact date is not known. During the fourth century the Bishop of Rome set December 25th as Christís birth date. Some authorities claim that the choice of December 25th was made because it coincided with Chanukah, Mithraicís feast of the sun god, and the people of northern Europeís winter solstice