Mark died again.He was getting tired of this. Mark Stone stood over his body, just staring at it. He looked at the bullet hole in his temple, now oozing blood, turning his light, red, curly hair into a a dark, rusty colored mess. He then turned his gaze to the gun in his left hand, a simple service pistol he stole from his friend that was a police officer. He sighed, and waited for it to happen. T...

Henry was a 32 year-old man of average height with short brown hair and a clean white button up shirt, everything about Henry was average, from his nine-five job to his decent sized apartment, well almost everything. One Monday morning Henry sat on a torn seat of the bus as it stopped to let more people on. As people filed in Henry watched as they laughed and smiled and argued with the ...

Orange. An orange mist fills the air, nothing else makes the landscape, might as well be blind... no shapes, no horizon. An intense heat fills every pore of your skin.The ground is soft as talcum, riddled with rough pebbles. On a slope, you try to get up but slide to the floor.The dust floor start to cover you. You look up and try to make sense of all this. From time to time you see things. The ai...

The car broke down, battery died. We drove to some place on the way back to the hotel and someone put in a new one. I had to get away. Even if it was only for a second.It felt refreshing to step out of the car at sunset and breathe in the smell of a town I’d never been too. Maybe it was a rich town but we were in a more deserted area of it. I started walking away but as soon as the wind kick...

And I saw it, a look in his eyes.Defeat? MaybePain? DefinitelyBut something more, something like…“I do everything, more, and beyond even that. I’m trying to make you happy even at the expense of my own. I’ve been beaten but I’ve never said a word. I take on your troubles and I do what I can to fix them. But even at my best efforts you crush them, you take even the sl...

It’s like a demon grows inside of you. Your neck goes crooked and your eyes turn black. Your teeth jet out and your hands claw into whatever is in sight. Blood is boiling and a scream is running toward your mouth starting in the pits of your stomach. You can’t release it so you fall to the ground and start convulsing. You grab your hair and arch your back. The silence pins you to the g...

My eyes are fixed on your face. All your faces. In my mind tears are streaming down my face and splashing in my soul. I’m drowning. In reality all I can do is continue to look. Fire blazing in my eyes. But you’re not there.And you can’t hear me.I try to move. I shift to the floor. All I can think of is how I can’t run. Of how I wake up each day and I’m imprisoned in a...

The more you try and think of something to write, the more it eludes you. It's extremely frustrating, when you feel the motivation to write and yet you stare at a blank page for what seems an age, and when you give up and walk away it hits you from the middle of nowhere. Of course, it can be at the most inconvenient of times.In the middle of computing one day I got an a story whilst trying to lear...

This is an exam question from the 2012 Leaving Cert English paper I. Im 17 and in 5th year. My teacher marked this essay 82%. It was our first assignment theis year. Id love any feedback keeping in mind this is an exam answer! Waiting.I'm looking out my front room window. What do I see? Two parked cars in the drive. A small housing estate across the road. A low granite wall crumbles parallel to th...

Jump. It was that simple. She'd whispered it in his ear. Just "Jump". One word. Cradled in brackets of silence. Ryan thought about it for days afterwards. He'd noticed how the breeze smelt of fried chicken. There was a Wendy's on the corner, but he hadn't remembered seeing a Kentucky Fried Chicken. It was definitely fried chicken and not the aroma of Wendy's Chicken Sandwiches. A...