Stories tagged “class”

  • Surprise, Surprise

    I take a deep breath and open the car door. My mom is already walking up the front steps and I run slightly to catch her. She walks through the throng of kids towards the main office. Everyone is looking at me. I hate the feeling I’m getting. I d...

  • my life is average

    It’s a foggy morning where you can very clearly see your breath. It’s cool but not freezing, in the right clothes it’s actually quite nice. The sky is clear and it’s great for a walk.the bus stop is completely deserted and I thi...

    • Author: okelay
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
  • Come Again Another Day

    I opened the door, feeling the fresh air blow in against me. The overwhelmingly loud sound of rain hitting the stone steps trickled into my consciousness and I looked up at the sky, offended. “Really?” I called out to the Universe. The Univ...

    • Author: Byn
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Don't Know Art

    I couldn’t figure out how he made his sunsets look so good. I glanced at my canvas—my sunset looked like a rainbow, all bands. If looked away quickly, I could see borders between them, like a three-year-old would draw. Eight weeks of class ...

    • Author: dailytorment
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Field Study

    Gregory was the best at what he did. Hands down. If nothing else, he’d survived the longest of anyone from his training class: six years in the field after the requisite decade of study. He owed his life to that class, although the explorers̵...

    • Author: jesteram
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The First Time

    Standing a few steps away, she inspected her appearance in the full length mirror. Sometimes she liked what she saw, and sometimes she didn’t. As for today? She looked okay. Over an overweight body she wore a black jacket, black athletic pants, a...

    • Author: Katie
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • That made me smile :)

    In A-Block we were watching this really out-dated movie about teens and dating. I put my head down and was slowly drifting to sleep. “Camilia, Pay attention,” the teacher said, tapping on my desk. I jerked my head up, a few people glanced o...

  • ... Thinking how wierd it was that I still trick-or-treated

    I walked into my History class and glared at the over head projector that was set up and cast a bluish glow on the wall. “Uhg, notes again,” I moaned, sitting next to Amy,“really?” “It’s better than a test!” S...

    • Author: Turtles :)
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Elizabeth Jones in 25 Years

    My Life in 25 Years by Liz Jones Are you kidding? I’ll be dead well before then. Seriously.

  • From Liz to Ingrid (Mature)

    Hey Burundukov, the note started. Liz knew that Ingrid liked her for some strange reason. Of all the people in this school, why was it the damned foreigner that had to attach to her? Liz had tried to stop herself wondering why and just try to use that ...

  • Pastry Puff McMuff

    Mc Muffin still wants lessons? I can sleepwalk his expressions Off the steep stocks of great depressions He needs my permission to cheap talk— His voice I keep locked in D-Block prisons With Elsha, Krulltar, and Mess All confined with their weak ...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • NYCity

    My synopsis of the metropolis Was gorgeous and enormous— Buzzing with bees and hornets, Rich folks and blokes who are homeless.

  • A Poor Puddle/ Trickle Down

    Elitist culture Is a selfish vulture Led astray of importance, Fed decay with every purchase, I’m sure as certain that they all were Siding behind the curtain while workmen Were suicidal, dying for a sip of purified water— Though what the r...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Woman I Would Feed (Mature)

    I hurried out of Philosophy class for no apparent reason (I guess). “I did pretty good today”, I mumbled in my head. I was half my way across the hall when something sparked in my pants — I had to pee. I turned to the opposite directi...

  • Karate Class

    I bow into a decrepit gym or a respected dojo (depending on whether you’re shooting baskets or practicing karate). Bowing in bows out all the tensions and problems of the day. Today I feel like the floor of the dojo, placid and unconcerned, when I do...

    • Author: senseisue
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • A Circle of My Mind

    The circle in my mind is a large one that even I could fit in if I wanted to. But I can see it when I’m out of it too. I can also see a hand drawing a circle, but I never see an oval shape. It kind of represents a tire on a car, turning; or on an...

    • Author: Sir Bic
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • The mysteries of the world and the universe.

    “Welcome, students, to Mysteries of the World and Universe! From here on we’ll be calling it Mottwoo because I say so. In this class I will explain all the ‘important’ questions people have been asking for longer than you curren...

    • Author: Silven
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Changing Classes

    The air in the classroom was stale and hot. Two dozen students were on their phones- texting or checking Facebook. Few were actually talking. None were paying attention. It was the first day of class and the teacher was nowhere to be seen. A strange bi...

  • First Meeting

    He was always tinkering with things, working with his hands. That, in fact, was how we met, even thought I didn’t know him at the time. He was working in some sort of shop class, wearing a pair of goggles and playing with power tools. He had cut ...

  • Bide Your Time

    Thursday, April 2nd, 2:30pm. A rumpled-looking kid sitting in the middle of the room uneasily raises his hand. “Can you go over problem number thirteen on the notes please?” A tall man leaning carelessly against the well-organized desk at t...

    • Author: MaddyRose
    • Posted about 6 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • Paper Lifes and Classes

    All eyes were on the man as he scribbled in quick jerks over the whiteboard. He turned around and repeated the words slowly. “Sometimes the most undesirable things in life are what we desire. Love as we know it, our beautiful love, is conditional...

    • Author: Trykdyn
    • Posted almost 6 years ago.
  • Uncertain.

    To stray from the chosen path Is what I live to do. A chosen path, With chosen plans. I want to break the rules. I don’t know What’ll become of me, Who’s uncertain of everything, But what I love and want to do, Is who I want to be. I...

    • Author: MissMay.
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • A New Frontier (Day 4)

    The Minister walked to the front of the class, the squeaks emitted by his shiny black shoes were the only sounds in the room. Coming to rest under the banners that read in bold lettering LOVE THE MOTHERLAND and CHERISH THE HONOR OF THE GROUP, he stoppe...