Creative Writing #3

Here is my third creative writing piece and this time it's about conflict, specifically person (small group) verses person. This piece of writing is an extension my earlier composition, so it would make a little more sense if you read the previous write up.

    Katerina was lying on her light aqua coloured bed sheets, trying to fall asleep. She was still wondering whether or not to move to Hollywood or to stay with her mother and younger sister, Gabriella. Their father was a nice guy, most of the time, but whenever he was drunk it was chaos; he was like a loud, raging animal. Especially now, since he's been under a lot of stress at work. He usually doesn't drink much, but even just a bottle of beer can make go berserk.

                Katerina, Gabriella, and their mom usually went out to Katerina’s small apartment. Even though she lived at home she got her own place if anything bad ever happened, to stay the night with her mom and sister. Though sometimes her mom had to deal with the problem, every now and then their father would stop drinking for a few months and it was great, they were all a happy family. After time went by he would start drinking and even if their mom tried talking sense into him, it would not work. Sometimes their mom would get bruises that would last a few months. Not only did it scar their mother, but also hurt them emotionally. It was hard for them to live with that, but it was what it was. Every now and then Katerina, Gabriella and their mom had talks about what would happen if they reported him into the police. Every single day they thought about it, but what would that do, their father was a cop, he could just say that they were crazy and were lying. Once their mother said that she was going to leave him and he screamed “NO! This marriage is over when I say it’s over!” Their mother was crying for the next few weeks, and it really punctured a hole in Katerina’s, Gabriella’s and their mother’s heart.

                Katerina was just about to fall asleep when she heard her father come through the front door.

Creative Writing #2

Katerina had loved her job, working at Forever 21, but now wanted to move on with her life since it was only a few days before her high school graduation. Her parents wanted her to be a lawyer, even though Katerina enjoyed learning, she also loved designing clothes; wanting to be a costume designer for documentary films.

 “Well, why not” she thought to herself, as she was driving to work in her 2008 gleaming silver Volkswagen Jetty  Orderly with her bag in the passenger’s seat, and nothing scattered around in piles of dirt; everything in its proper place with a pleasant scent of strawberries. Her AP Exams just finished, so she had spare time to earn a few more bucks. Living in Toronto had its ups and downs; wide roads, but way too much traffic, as least there were great job opportunities, just not the ones that she wants. Katerina has the chance to move to Hollywood and start a career, but leaving her family and younger sister, Gabriella; it just doesn't seem right. Even though Gabriella has her older brother Alex, he barely visits. Leaving now, it just doesn't seem like the right time.

Slowly, as Katerina pulled into the large parking lot, her manager was waiting. Quickly, she got out of the car realizing she was late; “Katerina Demchuk, why are you late? I've been waiting five minutes!” her manager Bob asked fiercely. He was in his mid-thirties, short, partly bald and hated everyone, especially Katerina, and who knows for what reason. This was strange too, because Katerina was never late, she’s a perfectionist, but recently, I guess she’s had a lot on her mind: future career, family and life in general.

“I’m sorry sir, it won’t happen again” she apologized with some sorrow in her voice, as she slowly shuffled into the store. Even though she was kind of cheerless, she was still beautiful; gently tanned skin with golden blonde hair, slightly sparking in the light, as it’s whisked through the wind, fitting perfectly with her flawless face. She’s skinny, but curvy, so almost everything clothing item looks great on her, especially since she’s the average height for a woman, five feet and six inches. She is wearing dark blue skinny jeans with a cute floral patterned, fitted shirt, along with short cut, high heeled boots. It was the beginning of summer, and the weather was wonderful, but had been gloomy for the past week.

Katerina was just beginning her shift, but couldn't wait for her lunch break: a big piece of her favourite homemade lasagna; four layers of meaty, cheesy goodness. Since school was practically over, there were tons of people shopping for summer clothing. She loved helping people find that perfect summer outfit or that cute party dress, but she just wasn't in the mood to work today. Her bestfriend Annabelle supported her moving to Hollywood to pursue her career, but for Katerina there was something that was holding her back. Her favourite saying was “When one door closes, another one opens; but we often look so long and regretfully upon the closed door that that we do not see the one that has opened for us”  said by Alexander Graham Bell. Katerina always compares this to her life, but just can’t seem to move on from the closed door, even if she is pulled into the open one. What was holding her back?

Creative Writing #1

My bedroom may seem like a disaster to some people, including my parents, and an organized wonder to everyone else. From outside the room you can see the cloudy white wall paint that makes you feel kind of warm and homey. Once you walk in, you can  feel the soft carpet between your wiggling  toes, but a fierce wave of cold air, making you immediately chilly. You can see a small single bed in the right corner of the room, since the top right frame, which is holding up the mattress, is broken; my bed is totally lob sided like a hill. So for now I don't have the most comfortable bed. For a bed cover, I have silky smooth lime green sheets with a light green floral patterned blanket. Across the left and front wall of my room I have this hazel L shaped desk with a smooth moss green coating on the top; it has three drawers to the right, all different sizes, and four shelves to the left with two my them going underneath the lovely desk. Near the middle I have my black Acer computer with a few random papers scattered around it. I also have a black computer chair that I love spin around in. Usually there is light sweet peachy aroma from this lovely peach candle I got at Bath and Body Works. Whenever I do my homework, it’s very soothing to have a peachy essence and quite music playing in the background at such I stressful time, especially during exams. After the end of my desk I have this grass green cabinet where I keep all my hair supplies, makeup, jewelry, and perfume. It’s very useful over in that spot because it is right in front of my small walk-in closet with a sliding mirror door. Having I walk-in closet is nice, even if it is small; it provides room for clothes, other junk, a place for me to change and an entrance into Narnia. I like my room even if the carpet is purple and the rest of my room is green, and it totally doesn't match, but that’s okay. Well that’s about everything in my room.