All Chapters of Silver Night: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Submission, it may be the worst feeling in the world to be weak and still try to push forward while doing things that you may not want to do." A performer stood on the stage, continuing a discussion of The Little Shop of Horrors to my classmates.Most of us were sitting on the audience blankets. Others were sitting in folding chairs. Our class field trip today was a theater tour of Tilicum Park for the last two days of school before the break. The group on stage showed us how they were preparing the works and the arts of their film productions. The idea was that all the art electives would go for a final semester test grade, an audacious and useful choice for some. However, some students may not be so lucky because t

It has been a few days of my stay at the Cullen's house. I've gotten to know the family a little better. The family was so unique, and everybody was so kind, except Rosalie sometimes. Her hatred for my presence appeared to have grown in size. I guess, I understood what the problem was. However, I believed her reason and mine weren't the same as I had hoped. I did see one fun thing about her.Rosalie and a Native Quileute resident named, Jacob, worked on her Ferrari. I stood by the door between the house and the garage and watched them. I knew what I was doing could be considered awfully creep, but I never see her smile much. She normally frowned whenever I walked inside a room. Rosalie spotted me from the corner of her eye. I jumped

My house looked dark and dusty. I walked inside, and the room was a little sooty. I walked into the kitchen to get a broom and duster. I started cleaning up a little. Once I stopped in front of a stereo, I pressed the play button. The stereo sang "Stressed Out" by Twenty-One Pilots, a song from a mixed CD I left inside. My cleansing didn't last too long because I kept playing around the house a little. I went back to cleaning while listening to different genres of music that echoed the house. I pretended to sing opera, and, at one point, I fell over a dining chair doing so.I ran upstairs so I could clean the bedrooms. For a while, I hesitated to start on grandma's room. Eventually, I suck it up and went for it. I grabbed two different color plastic bags for trash; although, I took what I wanted to keep in the grey bag. I pl

I arose from sleep since the sunlight tried to burn my eyelids. Ozario stared at me with his hand touching my cheek. I grabbed his hand, sitting up. Then, I rubbed my eyes. He looked out the windows. I'm glad he stayed here with me last night. I smiled."Good morning, Oni. Did you sleep, or stay up all night?" I questioned.He sat beside me on my bed. "Stayed up."I looked around my room. I could barely recognize it because of how clean it was. I got up from bed and observed more thoroughly. It's back to its original spacious self. I glance over my shoulder at Ozario. He was texting. How did my room get so neat overnight? My brow rose, and a smile

Dear Catalina,I always find myself proud to see your kind and cheerful heart brighten our home. A few months ago, you took responsibility over a squirrel you accidently injured during your flight training. I know your wings are a bit new to you, but you will get used to using them. Like your new squirrel's flaps - Nunu, you called him. He takes a stronger liking to you than any other animal you've taken care of before him. Lately, however, your taste for food has become a bit strange. I am worried for Nunu's life, after the way you have recently reacted to his b at the vet. Watch your tong-e and stay attentive to your actions, okay?Love,