A Little Bit Longer

Dreamcatcher sat on a sandy beach, absentmindedly watching the black waves wash onto shore and return to the endless sea beyond him. As usual, the moon was completely covered by dark ashes that came out of the looming volcano in the distance. The air smelled strongly of salt water that the wind blew from the sea. He sighed melancholically. This was the beach of his childhood. He liked this beach, it put distance between him and all of his problems. It was calming how the wind slowly blew in and

that the dog did not want to do it. If he would have noticed and followed the dog’s lead, he would not have fallen through the ice. He would not be freezing in the first place. The dog knew what it was doing, for it had been in the Yukon wilderness longer than the man had. If the man would have paid attention to the dog, he would not be soaking wet and need a fire. The next mistake the protagonist made was building his desperately needed

just a T-shirt. An old hand-me-down T-shirt, in fact. On the front, it displays the symbol of BBYO – a youth group of which I am a member. And on the back, it’s covered in sayings and phrases that really don’t make much sense to anyone outside our little brotherhood, which we call the Order. But what the shirt says isn’t of much importance. What is important is the story behind it. This shirt has been passed down through three generations of BBYO members, from Ben Sterlin to my friend, Aaron Rubinoff

a twist. It was the 7th night of Hanukkah and before we got started, we had a small service where we said the candle blessings and sang some jewish songs with the seniors that were jewish. Afterwards, we sat down with a senior and got to know a little bit about them. We worked on the box and chatted for a while until the box was done. The senior I worked with named Betty kept the box. She was very kind and sweet. I’m glad that I got to sit down and get to know her. Another time, when we went

A soft breeze rolled dead leaves across the yard. He hung out of the windowsill, feet bouncing off the siding with dull, rhythmic thuds mimicking a heartbeat. The air was otherwise silent, birds and bugs long gone or dead, chased away by the cold. This was okay. This didn’t cause his stomach to tie itself in knots, or his hands to shake so badly that he couldn’t hold onto a pen. But the second he moved his toe outside the doorway, it would all rush to him. Sand would fill his lungs and great ghostly

I would like to formally write this letter to express my thoughts on the type of training I have experienced while starting this position. I appreciate everything you have done for me so far and though there were great qualities to this training program, I believe that there are many areas that could be improved upon as well. I know that you have put ample time into a training manual to make sure that new employees are learning everything they should. The purpose of this letter is solely to give

the students sitting around the large table. The teacher has a big pile of laminated pictures with a picture of someone signing the picture. The teacher will hold one up at a time while the students sign what it is. Some students are taking a little bit longer to learn them than other students are so there is a lot of peer-assistance going on in this activity. The teacher will go through the whole pile and keep the ones where most students showed difficulty, to the side so those will be the focus for

blue waves crashed against the black lava rock, the water sprang into the air shooting a light mist in the sky. The Grand Bliss truly is a beautiful destination. Waiting for our hotel room to be ready my family and I walked down to the beach to a little seating place called Mandy’s. I loved the feeling of the warm sand squishing under my feet it made my calf muscles clench to keep myself balanced. I stopped walking just before the tide touched my toes. I craved the water touching my skin so, at that

Regan, yours?” “Ha-ha wow you don’t seem excited to be asking in return, but I’m Teddy.” It’s not the only thing I’m not excited about at this point. “Well I think I should be cleaning the windows by myself, you are a customer.” I try to come off a bit confident but since that’s not my forte I’m sure it didn’t. “Well you see here, you were struggling and I’m from the south, where when we see a beautiful gal in trouble you help her out.” He turned to look at me and grinned down making me suddenly feel

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Ugh. Shut up alarm. I’m going to ignore that annoying sound. “Wake up sweetie!”. Now I can’t ignore that annoying sound. “I’m coming Mom!”. Ugh. Now I have to get up and get on a plane to see my relatives. I mean I love them but, they live far. The first flight is 14 hours, the second flight is 2 hours and the third flight is 3 hours. Then there 's also the time I have to spend waiting for our flight. And during all that I have to stay in the same sweaty clothes. I slowly get out