Adventure
The Titanic Adventure
I’ll be going to school in America. Mommy says they have better education there but I think it’s mostly because Daddy wants a new job. I have loved Ireland my entire life, for all of my six years, every bit of it. The gentle rolling hills are a soft blanket of deep green, solid and dependable, and my teachers and friends are such treasures. We said our goodbyes and tried to hold in the crying.
By Lese Dunton4 years ago in Fiction
Terror in the Quiet
The ocean spray beat methodically against the small window in my cabin as the night drove on. I took a small sip of the drink that I clutched in my hand and sat restlessly there in the dim light of my small table-side lamp. I had never been one for being on the water. No sir. I was as city born as they come. No one had ever called me a coward before, at least not to my face. No I was a distinguished businessman. My peers all had a great deal of respect for me. I was never not working, expanding and creating. This boat was proof of what mankind could do and I was no exception to this ingenuity. Nothing could stand in my way. Maybe that's why my family had gone on vacation to America without me. I was too wrapped up in all my work to understand that that time was getting away from me. I was hardly at home anymore, so consumed in my desire to be successful that I had forgotten my original love.
By Caleb Reimer4 years ago in Fiction
Snowflake
Donnie finished the race in first place, he knew that he would. All of his fans knew that he would too. They were the reason he got into this in the first place. His son was going to be in the middle of the race. Donnie decided to teach him the ropes and the next move was his own. He knew that he would learn on his own and move past his fathers' reputation. That was just the thick of it.
By Alex Jennett4 years ago in Fiction
fruit
In the city where I live, such a case happened. At noon one day, a woman who was picking up junk sent the junk items she picked up to a waste collection station to sell them. She rode a tricycle back and passed an empty alley. She suddenly jumped out from the corner of the alley. A gangster is coming. The gangster held a knife in his hand. He pressed the knife against the woman's chest, and fiercely ordered the woman to hand over all the money on her body. The woman was dumbfounded and stood motionless.
By MartinE dith4 years ago in Fiction
The Golden Pear
The Golden Pear The path to the cave started at the edge of a field. She had been journeying along it for several weeks now, sticking to the softly tilled furrows, doing her best to avoid the tender plants. At first, there was a black expanse of damp earth stretching out before her. The farmer having refreshed the soil in early spring with a slice and roll of the blades he drew behind his tractor; Laurel’s booted feet sunk nicely into the soil.
By Whitney Sweet4 years ago in Fiction
It was all about the view
Thomas boarded his ship, yes, it was his. He spent a little over two years doing nothing but thinking of every detail and dreaming of this very day. The day when his life’s work would finally be reviled to the world. He knew every inch of this 882-foot ship, inside and out. He knew it took 825 tons of coal per day to fuel the 3 engines. And that it could go an impressive 23 knots but the Titanic wasn’t built for speed, she was built for comfort.
By Natalie Lowes4 years ago in Fiction
