A Night of Full Moon_Zoey Lost at the Carnival_Forced Reality_Stygian
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A Night of Full Moon
"Guys we need to make sure that we have a nice greyish black before we start." said the man standing in front of the blackboard. "We obviously want to begin with the most important element of the picture so, can anyone guess what that might be in our case?""It's the elephant Mr. Smith" yelled the girl in the front row raising her hand straight up in the air."That is correct, young lady. We start with the elephant. Leave the trees for later and the water as the last part. We want to make sure we focus on the most prominent thing first before we move to anything else"The room was filled with bl...
Zoey Lost at the Carnival
The carnival is the biggest most spectacular attraction for River Falls. Anyone who is anyone loves the carnival, the young and old. An annual event that brings in lots of entertainment and fun.The day of the carnival has arrived. The entire town of river falls has gathered on Main Street waiting to see the carnival trucks arrive. The kids are jumping up and down excitedly as they see the carnival trucks.Zoey is one of those children who is excite to see the cwww.onedoor.ccarnival. She loves everything about the carnival, but Zoey's favorite thing about the carnival is seeing all the performers and eating c...
Forced Reality
Alex sat by the hospital bed, eyes closed, deep in thought. All he could hear in his mind was her laugh. A smooth but high-pitched giggle that cut through all his memories. When they were both very young he tried to impress her by climbing a tree, but ended up ripping his pants, she laughed. When he showed up late to school one day drenched in rain with a mysterious stain on his pants, she laughed. When he told her how he really felt about her, she laughed, but then she kissed him. He couldn't do anything without her laughing at him. But he honestly didn't want to. The room was cold, way too ...
Stygian
Beep beep beep! Marta slammed her alarm clock against the wall. The persistent lack of sleep she had been getting in the last few months was affecting her in disturbing ways. Dashing around her cramped and cluttered apartment like a mad woman, she rushed to get ready for work. Gobbling up a piece of dried toast she barely tasted she stormed out the door.The heat of the scorching sun hit the back of her neck that was exposed by her newly cropped pixie cut. Marching down the once bright pavement while lost in deep thought, Marta berated herself for the one hundredth time for accepting an evening...