Fifteen Minutes to Write

I have to write something within the next fifteen minutes; now only 14. Wow, Mrs. Reagles keeps on talking and I have to write something. As the time ticks away my stomach viciously screams, "I NEED FOOD!" Although I am eating my delicious turkey sandwich a whole hour before my actual lunch period starts my stomach still pierces with an unbearable pain! Even though I'm still sitting here quietly my insides twist and turn with anger. The clock hurriedly ticks away; leaving me with absolutely no time to compose a dazzling piece to post on my blog.

Inside the Snow Storm

I can see the dim Yellow street lights fade as the vicious snow attacks the quiet world through the frosty window. The wind whistles as it whips each snowflake in every which way. Dark wicked creatures lurk down every alley, street and boulevard vandalizing everything in its path. Although the night sky isn’t any where to be found the misty clouds continue to force the snow upon our world. My courage forces me to step into the storm and take the risk. As I close the back door behind me the mysterious wind wrenches me out towards the center of this black monster. One foot at a time I step with confidence even though my vision is blurred by the massive amount of piercing snow that ambushes me. My long golden hair whips in terror as the forceful gusts of wind attack. As I unsteadily enter the eye of the storm my head jolts straight up. Hair still flipping uncontrollably, eyes glued shut and hand on my beating heart I shove my arm straightforward and fall to my knees; good-bye world.