Dollarluigi

Life is full of surprises. You never know what's going to be thrown at you and you're just going to have to deal with it. I'd end up getting the biggest surprise of my life when I turned fifteen. Things were pretty ordinary for me up until that point. I grew up in a loving family. I always had my mother, father, and older brother. We got into some arguments every now and then but we rarely ever stepped on each other's toes. It was the day before my birthday. The house was nice and quiet like usual so I could relax. I sat on my bed in my room which I didn't have to share with anyone. My brother and I were lucky to each get our own rooms. I expected the day to be normal, but that all changed when my dad knocked on my bedroom door. "Come in." I said. My dad walked inside and sat himself down next to me. "We need to talk." he said. I looked at the brown-haired man with blue eyes and a bit of stubble. "What about?" I asked. "It's about your mother." he said. "If it's about her

I never thought that there would be a day when my brother would go missing. Up until one day, he had always been there. It started just like any other day. I woke up in the morning, got dressed, ate breakfast and the two of us walked to school together. When we were together like this, it was easy to tell that he was a bit taller than me. The two of us had the same eye color, which was green and we both had light brown hair. His was much shorter than mine though. My own hair reached my shoulders. His was just about the normal length for a guy. Since it was spring, the sun was shining brightly. The mornings were usually pretty warm. It was just the two of us for a while and then suddenly, someone ran up behind us. It was my brother’s best friend, Matt. “Good morning!” he yelled. I turned around to face the tall boy with short dirty blonde hair and green eyes. “Do you have to be so loud every morning?” I asked. “Sorry, Mona.” he said, “Just wanted to make sure you’re

I had done this millions of times. I was walking through the hallways of my high school on my way to my second class of the day: Biology. Once I got there, I saw one of my best friends, Jason Chevalier. I was bit older than him, but despite that, he was taller than me. He had a decent amount of black hair on top of his head, had brown eyes and wore glasses. As for me, my own hair was light brown and short. When it comes to my eyes, I've never been certain whether they're a blue-ish green or not, but people tend to say they're gray so I just go with that. "Ron!" he said, "Pineapples is not a color!" "Yes it is," I insisted, "look it up and you'll find what I have to say is true." "Pineapples is not a color." answered Jason. "Whatever." I said as I sat down in my seat. "Did you do the assignment?" asked Jason as he sat down in his. "There was an assignment!?" I exclaimed. "Yeah..." replied Jason. "Crap." I said. I rummaged through my backpack, hoping to find the

Something doesn't feel right. Where am I? And why does the area feel so... big? "Good morning, Nova." said a voice. Okay, even I'm not sure what just happened. One minute, I was in a hospital bed, dying and now I'm a baby? Just what is going on? Apparently my name is now Nova. What an odd name. "Oh my, are you crying?" asked a mature-looking woman with shoulder-length purple hair and red eyes. I guess I'm sad about what happened to me in the hospital. Two leave my two friends behind like that, all thanks to that stupid illness. "It's alright." the woman said, "Your big sister will take care of you." Sister? But I was an only child. What's going on? I try to stop my tears and look around. Why does it look a little girl's room? Wait... did I become a girl? What's going on? I thought you died and then went to heaven or hell so why did this happen to me? "It seems you've calmed down." the woman said, putting me back in my crib. Over the next few years, I was able to learn some

"Give that back!" the young girl yelled as she gave chase. The young boy in front of her showed no signs of stopping. In his hands he held the girl's favorite stuffed rabbit. This boy always had a habit of doing this kind of stuff to her and it made her upset. "You're gonna have to catch up first!" the boy yelled. This happened several years ago. The two of them are now in high school. The boy's name is Andrew Aiken and he's a decent student. He doesn't cause anywhere near as much trouble for the girl anymore. Her name is Ariel Pratt and one day she discovered that she's a witch. Her family kept it a secret from her since they didn't want her to get involved with it, but she found out one day when her family was cleaning their house. Despite her family's objections, she ended up learning spells. All she could think about was getting her revenge on the boy that had picked on her for so many years. As they grew older, it happened less, but Ariel felt like he distanced himself

I don't have much time left. I really wish things weren't the way they were but currently, I suffer from a life-threatening illness. To make things worse, there is no known cure for it. If I were alone, I wouldn't have to worry because at that point, I wouldn't be leaving anybody behind. My best friend, Oswin has always been there for me since middle school. Before I met him, I was all alone. Nobody would talk to me. But he was the one to notice me. If it weren't for him, I would have died not having friends. Thankfully, it's not just him. There's this girl blue-eyed blonde twin-tailed girl, Mary, who I think has a crush on him, who's been hanging out with us this past year. The fact that two people can put up with a waste of space like me makes me happy. I just wish that things weren't the way that they were. I want things to be normal, dammit! But wanting things to be normal is asking for to much. There are so many things in life you don't get to choose: who your family will be

There was a guy named Bob who woke up one morning to see something glowing outside. He went outside and found a cat. It was so cute, he decided to pet it. However, the cat grew very angry and started hissing and then it started biting and scratching his arm. He screamed as it fell off. After that, he ran around, screaming and crying, sad that he had lost an arm. That night, he died because he was in so much shock from no arm. His neighbors were happy because no more screaming. I mean, sad because he dead. The end .