Creative Essay Essay Examples

It must have been 4 feet long and must have weighed at least 30 lbs. It was oneof the slimiest ones we ever caught. The tentacles were almost a foot long andthe scales where the size of emailprotected AYeah right, we believe you, (Pasteyour name here)emailprotectedWhile my peers were playing video games or hide-and-go-seek,(a friends…

Creative Story: ConcusionEnglish 10 Nate Pike Period. 9// 96″ Ding , Ding, Ding. ” School had just ended. My butt had been just freedfrom the oppression of that chair for the rest of my life. Never again was Iplanning to sit down in Mr. Dicksons room again. But that was the least of myconcerns. Because,…

The spawn knelt in the shadows of the corner. His iridescent eyes searching the dark for his prey. A prey he knew very well, almost too well. From the end of the stone corridor the spawns ear picked out a single disturbance. From behind the mask a mans mouth twisted in a smile and a…

CD That which the dream shows is the shadow of such wisdom as exists in man, even if during his waking state he may know nothing about it.. We do not know it because we are fooling away our time with outward and perishing things, and are sleep in regard to that which is real…

Creative Writing: The County CourthouseWhen we are young, most of us are somewhat naive. We are inherently taught thatgood will always triumph over evil. A courthouse is the forum where evil shouldbe dealt with. But, in reality, this is seldom the case. The county courthouse looks like a typical courthouse. The courthouse itselflooks like a…

Psycho?PrologueThe door to the motel room slammed shut, shaking the walls. “Mother. Mother where are you? God damn it. You get out here right now. I’ve not finished with you yet mother!” Norman screamed. He stormed through the hotel room. “Come out come out where ever you are. ” Norman lifted the cover on the…

Creative Writing: The Fossilized Story of Mr. Allosaurus As the mud surrounds me, I am unable to breathe. I gasp for air and feel the last raindrops fall on my head. I say goodbye to my Earth and my land. My mouth and lungs fill with mud that travels throughout my system. I am blinded…

Being an international spy is no walk in the park. Death canbe waiting for you around the corner or around the world. Howeverwhen you’re only 17 years old, death is the furthest thing fromyour mind. So here we were on a hot summers day playinginternational espionage. Of course to six of us playing, it wasjust…

ONE DAY BEHINDThe snow blinded his vision. The crosshairs aimed at the subject, hefired, and missed. The deer, or whatever animal it was, ran off into a seaof snow. He said nothing. The old hunter was getting too ancient for thisgame. He decided to finish up for the day. He had already caught two snowrabbits,…

Creative Writing: The CompetitorsAs thousands of people poured into the rectangular shaped stadium for what wasbeing called, “the event of the century” , the participants readied themselvesfor the hardships they would surely suffer from the games. After a longgrueling season of intense bodily torture this would by the final chapter ofconfrontations. Out of the 275…