QuickWrite 2: Used Needles"No please no!" I screamed as I saw my friend being loaded up in an ambulance. She had just suffered a heart attack and had a very slim chance of surviving.
As she was being loaded on, one of the paramedics told me that if I wanted, I could tag along inside. I reluctantly took on the offer and hopped on. And as we rode to the hospital, I looked at my friend who was unconscious and said "You're going to be okay."
See, my friend, a substitute teacher, was inside a chemistry laboratory when this whole thing happened... and one of the students notified another teacher that she had passed out cold and fell down. That was a scary thought since I was just across the hall teaching a government class.
So we arrived at the hospital as the paramedics took her into the room and tried to revive her. I prayed she'd come out alive... and then the heavenly sound of beeping was heard; her pulse returned. I nearly fell and cried happy tears at that moment, hugging the doctors t
QuickWrite 1: Game of Life and WarcraftWaiting in line... that's all I ever do anymore when I go to the bank. All I want to do is cash my bi-weekly paycheck of $190 so that I can go and buy myself a good meal. Is that so hard to ask for?
No. Apparently it is... because every time I go to the bank, there's a line of at least 15 people and only one, two if lucky, tellers working. I waste about 15 minutes out of my day just waiting for these tellers to do their job so I can cash my check.
So I went up to the teller and first asked him how much I had in my bank account. He told me with a hesitant voice that I had $24.90 in my checking, when in fact I know for sure I had over $100. He knew he was lying, and I knew he was too. So I asked him to print out a piece of paper that showed me how much I have. The little numb skull tried to play the "paper jam" game on me, so I finally just told him to forget about it and cash my check.
Finally, after getting out of that damned place, I went to the store. I was originally g
Lovinity Hearts: Chakra Magic. Chapter 2Lovinity and Passion Flower had arrived at the library in Ponyville, curious as to whether or not Twilight would have any information regarding the unknown history of Lovinity's family. Passion Flower knocked on the door and they waited for Twilight. Finally, Twilight answered, recognizing Lovinity as she was sort-of Twilight's student on love. The only issue is that they barely get to see each other.
"Ah, Lovinity, good to see you! Who's your friend here?" she asked.
"This is my Dad, Passion Flower, and we wanted to talk to you. We have some questions."
"Why of course! Come on in, you two. I'm sure one of my books will have an answer," Twilight giggled.
Passion Flower and Lovinity enter her library, curiously looking around at the books.
"Wow, you have quite a collection," Passion Flower replied.
"Oh haha it's nothing," Twilight replied. "So, what questions do you have?"
Passion Flower explained the story, including the questions they had (see
Lovinity Hearts: Chakra Magic. Chapter 1"Take care my friend!" Lovinity shouted towards a friend who was just beginning to take off after a good adventure. And what an adventure it was. The two of them spent quite a while that evening just talking. That was one of Lovinity's favorite things to do... is to just talk with another pony as well as to show some affection.
Lovinity smiled before she began heading in her own direction towards a secluded location filled with trees. She laid down in the area to relax before she headed up to CloudsDale for the night. The air was crisp and cool with a gentle breeze blowing through the trees, making gentle whoosh sounds. The feeling of the air against Lovinity's body as she lay there gave Lovinity a sense of peace and relaxation. The sky was nearly all clear with a beautiful moon shining through, giving just enough light for Lovinity to still be able to see.
Lovinity gently shut her eyes to begin meditating to clear her mind of the day's activities. She liked meditating outs
The WallThe Wall
by Patrick Schmalstig
For many years now, a wall has existed:
The wall of fear... the wall of insecurity.
What goes on outside the wall
was not to pass through to the side I was on.
I was too afraid to let it.
...too afraid to let that demon get by.
...too afraid to face what must be.
Who would have known
that such a fear like this
would come in the way
of my life and my love?
It's so strong...
I've tried what I could
to work around the fear...
to avoid having to deal with it...
to carry on with my life.
...but nothing worked...
And the fear and insecurity continued
as I keep up that wall.
I didn't want to have to face it.
I didn't want to have to see it.
But then a time came.
I grew desperate and helpless.
Nothing was working...
and so I had only one choice left.
...destroy the wall.
With my fear running high,
my panics at a max...
how was I ever going
to tear down that wall?
I wanted to deny it...
deny the truth...
that I h