Meaningless sounds for meaningless seconds. Clock on the wall counting the hours. Words typed out to fill up the silence. High heels like horse shoes pass through the hallways. Papers arranged all neat in their folders. Pop pop pop pop pop. Someone out there is cracking their knuckles. Books drop, people stare.

Thursday, June 6, 2013. The way that young people are trapped inside of a force field like shield without any adults is similar to. Tuesday, May 7, 2013.

Monday, June 4, 2012. my prompt word for this piece was Abraham Lincoln. We then went through the museum without another disturbance. Thursday, May 31, 2012.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012. I am hoping to get a 9 in point of view with this. Monday, May 21, 2012. I might be doing a whole series if i have the time. This is also in the same text style as my DWA. At almost the same time Eridan arrived at the house and started to turn away but he smelled smoke coming from inside the house. Eridan had the door opened and saw the girl cowe.

Monday, March 26, 2012. My Fantastic, Horrible Day. Like a robot, I grab a bowl of cookie crisp.