"Just what is a hero?" said my teacher once.

I answered, "A hero is someone who saves other people."

Suddenly, he smacked me with a book and said, "Wrong."

Everyone in the class laughed.

Another student then asked, "Then, teacher, just what is a hero?"

He smiled softly, spoke with pride, and proclaimed, "Heroes are..."

But then the bell rang, and class was already over.

He still never tol...

It was a rainy day. The clouds were bleak and dark. The alley I was at was gloomy and miserable. It was suffocating to even look at all the people passing by. They all just blurred from me as I passed through them.

Then out of nowhere a kid who looked like he was around 10 was getting battered with a stick. He had bruises all over his arms and legs. A huge crowd formed as time passed on, and I he...

Its fur can be described as honey-roasted nuts. The ground shook beneath me, its paws galloping and slamming the ground as it chased up to me. "SHITTTTT," I thought to myself as I ran. Ah, yes, "shit" can also be used to describe the color of the bear's fur as well. I was already really tired from hiking for two hours on this mountain nonstop. My lungs were burning as if I was breathing in smoke...